"I'm not used to strolling.  It feels very slow to me."

"Oh. Well, we're almost there."

A block later they reach the apartment building where Lorn has been invited to stay and the apartment within it that contains the promised couch. "I forgot to ask your name. I'm called Chirun," says his host.

"Mine's Lorn or Lornell, either one is fine.  I'm very grateful for your hospitality."  Hey Chirun's brain what's all this stuff in here?

That's a TV! That's a microwave! That's a sink! That's a refrigerator! That's a sofa! That's a window decal of a snowflake! That's a cat, variety Goldeneyed Flatcat*, black and curled up on the windowseat. The cat's name is Enoby**.

Chirun sets his bag down beside the sofa. "That's the spare room," he says, pointing at one of two doors leading out from the open-plan middle of the apartment.

* This means "you keep it in an apartment (flat)", not "it is flat (in aspect ratio)". I translated it this way because I think I'm funny.
** No, it isn't literally "Enoby", that's a cultural translation. It is a comparable rearrangement of a word that actually means "black pepper". But it is a reference to a silly work of fiction with a lot of weird spelling.

Oh wow.  Lornell gets sucked into a bit of a wiki walk about the TV and and the microwave and - huh, there's something different about the way the cat is thought of than they expected, too -

Apparently they're at least somewhat better at standing still than walking slowly; they stare off in Chirun's general direction.

"- Lorn? You okay?"

"Hm?  - Yes, I'm fine.  The technology here is much better then we have at home; I got distracted. Do you want me to go in the spare room now?"

"Not if you don't feel like it, but you might want to make sure it looks like you'll be able to live with it, I don't know if you're allergic to my detergent or anything."

"I'll take a look at it!"  Lorn goes to take a look at it.

It has a bed made with goldenrod sheets lightly printed with paler spirals, and a window with the curtains closed over it, a nightstand, a dresser, and a closet with spare linens. Also it has a large cardboard box, which Chirun drags out of the room apologetically.

"This is lovely."

"Thanks! Don't mind the box, I store stuff in there sometimes - I need to return this -" Chirun moves the box to near the apartment's exit.

Lorn double-checks that 'thanks' is not rude in this dialect; okay cool.  "I won't; please don't worry about it.  - Do you need something ran somewhere?  That was my job, yesterday."

"- oh, sure, if you want to return it for me that would be convenient! I was going to borrow the neighbor's wagon but you can probably just haul it, can't you. It's already reboxed, just needs to be dropped off at the depot."

"Sure!  Right now?"

"I have till the end of the month but no reason not to do it now!"

"Okay seeya!"  Lorn scoops the box and the location of the depot simultaneously and heads out.

The depot is three blocks away and there is a clearly marked conveyor belt to put returns and outgoing packages on.

That's easy enough then.  Back to Chirun's!

Chirun has turned on some music and is fixing dinner (looks like noodles and veggies and chicken). "Hey! I'm making enough for two but if you don't like this and would rather just yoink being fed it leaves over fine," he says. "What do people who eat even eat where you're from?"

"It looks delicious!  I'm very excited to eat more often - hm, it looks like a most of our very basic ingredients are the same, chicken and specific plants and stuff; there are a few differences but not too many - you have a lot more spice-ish things and stuff that you can just eat right away without being a good cook."

"Yeah, some people lean a lot on convenience food. I'm trying to graduate from frozen stuff to stuff I just put in a pan so it looks like I'm really cooking, and it's going pretty well so far, but my dad is a great cook."

"At home I like to eat often enough that I have appliances for it, and I keep on top of being a good cook but sometimes by recopying it instead of practicing myself."

"Huh, you have to re-copy it? It doesn't stick?"

Quick check to make sure that people don't just keep skills forever here - "I mean, the same way that if I didn't do any acrobatics for a long time I'd get worse at them, or if I didn't exercise at all I'd start to lose muscle?"