"Of course I will patch you up."

"And I can fight, too, if it comes to that, magic or stabbing, and Adarin's going to be napped when we get there. Should be a curbstomp."

"How are you remotely effective at stabbing, or is the clumsiness only me?"

"Our other alt Iobel has a spell for it. You seem to be all set via blessings though or I'd suggest arranging a visit."

"Ooo, that's useful. For general knowing things purposes, what can Adarin do? And, actually, what sort of magical combat things can you do?"

"Well, I can direct this cloud-pine as I am doing now, I can shoot pre-blessed arrows, I can stab people with a pre-blessed dagger, and I have memorized a few minor curses and a knockout spell but those mostly require diagrams or getting close enough to the target to throw herbs on them and then recite a verse without leaving that range, so when witches fight it's mostly the arrows and daggers and flying around."

"Aha. That's weird and I would like to know more about that, and how your magic works in general. What about his? His isn't plant based at all but the rules to it seem kind of arbitrary."

"His I obviously don't understand as well, but basically he comes up with extremely specific instructions for the universe and then the universe says 'yes sir' and this costs amounts of mana."

"Oooo. Ooo, that's cool. There are so many ways I could throttle that system to be my bitch, I don't suppose the magic's transferable?"

"Neither mine nor his, sorry. Or Iobel's, for that matter, you need a thing you only get if you're from her world, and mine and Adarin's is hereditary."

"Aww. And gods are finicky about handing out acolytehood, so no real scaling there. That's annoying. But at least this magic's transferable."

"Not horizontally."

"Yeaaah. Mm. What about technology, technology's fine, right? Do you have any cool - potions or medicines or anything? I don't know what the level of technology is here but I'm pretty sure it did a lot of improving."

"We have lots and lots of that where I'm from. I have a robot army, although that I actually inherited from some aliens, my world's technology isn't at robot armies yet."

"... Okay now I want to learn what 'lots and lots' constitutes. What sorts of things does it do, how does it work?"

"Effectively instantaneous communication over arbitrary intraplanetary distances. Getting people to not-so-intraplanetary locations, like the moon. Nonmagical flying vehicles that hold hundreds of people. Nonmagical overland vehicles pilotable by amateurs that go potentially as fast as my cloudpine on an unobstructed straightaway. Plastic. Recording all kinds of information in all kinds of formats. Nonmagical cures and treatments for assorted diseases and conditions. Figuring out exactly why people look like their parents and what else that mechanism does."

"Emphatically seconded."

"If you come to my world to try to learn it, your soul will turn into an animal, which is very nice when everybody has them and not so nice when everybody doesn't. But we can run an Internet connection through your portal and then you can read the sum total of Earthly human knowledge."

"I'll take the internet connection. Because that sounds amazing and like I need to know it yesterday."

"Yesterday you were still dead," says Isabella merrily.

"Yes, and I was rolling in my grave over not knowing it. I just didn't know it, then."

Isabella giggles. "The internet is pretty great."

"It sounds it. And we are acolytes and have a convenient distribution network for anything importable we find!"

"Yeah! Woo, acolyte high-five." Idania flies over to Aya to high-five her.