"Citrelia is definitely not a name I have heard used to refer to any place around here, no."

". . . May I take more of Lozan from you?  It will feel like nothing and leave you with no less."

"...okay."

They nod.

"I think I'm a slider."

"Because you remember being from - Citrelia?"

"Yes.  In great detail, and I don't know what so many things here are.  Like motors."

"- you're talking better now," she observes.

"Yes.  I was - not fluent in Lozan, but an amount of fluent in it, and much less than that an amount of . . . being fluent in being fluent in it.  It isn't integrated yet.  So borrowing from another person all the time helps.  Until I've - sorted through it better."

"Sliders are... fictional... but if you can do that with other things I guess you could convince me?"

"I could grow out my hair some based off yours?"

"- sure."

A section of Lorn's hair near the front starts getting longer (from the ends or possibly the middle, not the roots) and acquires the same texture and color as the orderly's.

"- yikes. Okay. Uh, are you actually sick or did you just get dropped here because nobody knew what to do with you?"

"The second one."

"Okay. I guess I'll... discharge you?"

"Where will I go?"

"- well, I don't know. I guess you could go to a House of Truth and prove it to them and see what happens once people believe you."

" - Okay.  May I borrow your knowledge on how to get to one of those and what it is."

"That still doesn't do anything to me, right? Why do you even have a custom of asking?"

"It doesn't and I don't, I just don't want to hurt anyone's feelings here.  You're all - very different from the sort of people I'm used to."

"Well, if it doesn't do anything to me I don't mind if you pull directions to the House of Truth."

"Okay."  What's the deal with the House of Truth?

It's a quasireligious institution where people work as notaries, witnesses, reporters, inspectors, and similar due to having taken a very culturally weighty stance in favor of absolutely never lying even slightly.

Huh, okay.  "Do you think anyone at all will mind if I borrow their Lozan while talking to them?  Because of - privacy, maybe, or something else?  Or would it be moral to do it without asking."

"- is there something private you get in addition to just the language?"