"Good!"

"I'm concerned you might be in a bad situation, I'm not going to make your situation several orders of magnitude worse!"

"...well if I'm not dreaming then this is sure some kind of situation!"

"Your situation sounds like the plot of a book about things that don't exist."

"You got me there! I don't know what happened."

"I would ask you what happened right before you appeared here but you seemed very sleep deprived and might not remember."

"I think I was just walking Catherine."

"Do you live alone? Babies need a lot of nighttime care, I'm waiting to have any until I've got at least two reliable alloparents lined up."

"I live with my foster parents."

"That's good."

I don't know if we have any way of getting you home."

"I'm sorry."

"Guess at least I've got Catherine."

"That's a lot better than not. So, uh, what's your universe like? What other languages are there?"

"...Spanish? Portuguese? Japanese, Chinese, Arabic..."

"Which ones of those are related to English?"

"The first two. Oh, and French, I think it's related to French. And... German?"

"What does the relationship look like? What language families are the other ones part of?"

"I... don't know? I know some songs in all those languages though. Phonetically, I don't know what all the words mean."

"Oh." She sounds disappointed. "Well, I'd love to have those recorded, but I understand if you have other priorities." 

"I guess I need, like, a place to stay that isn't your house."

"Yes. I suspect that there aren't procedures already in place for fictional-situation refugees, but there are procedures for people who need to cut all ties to their past, so hopefully that should generalize? I'm going to message the Department of Lifestyle Circumstances." 

"...people who need to cut all ties to their past?"

"It's not usual," she clarifies, "but sometimes there's a bad case of abuse or a stalker or something and somebody needs to just completely eradicate their previous social ties." 

"...why don't you just arrest the stalker or whatever."