And Christa answers her question before she can get it out.

"Oh, it's fine, don't worry about it. Oh! I'm a telepath! That's how I heard that. And Aire says good morning, sleepyhead, and that it's nice to see you again. And this here is Tanthe, another friend of Aire's."

This is a rather large flurry of information for her to process, just after coming out of an alcohol-and-pleasure-induced fugue. So, she simply falls back on her social niceties, and says, "Oh, hello Tanthe! I'm Lilian, it's nice to meet you."

"Hi! Nice to meet you too! I like your hair."

"Oh, thank you it's new."

Wait, that's such an odd thing to say - no, people get haircuts all the time, they won't realize she means literally new - wait, Christa can read her mind, she's totally going the see the thing where Lilian's from another world - 

Well, that's not ideal.

"I am also a telepath," Tanthe volunteers. "Sorry. I'm not actually reading you directly though, I'm reading Christa and I forgot that this would have effects."

This is somehow even less ideal.

At any rate, Lilian has a pretty solid and fleshed out set of memories of growing up in another world and dying there before waking up here in the fringe. She looks pretty much the same as she did before her transmigration, with the exception of her hair color and some airbrushing - wait, they won't know what that term means. Some slight alterations to her features, making her a bit more symmetrical and removing some little imperfections in her skin, stuff like that. It's entirely plausible that her memories were just altered by a hostile outside force. That said, she can't see what the point of doing something like that would be, while a god grabbing hold of her and empowering her so she can help in the war against the Red Queen makes quite a bit of sense.

She doesn't bother to turn all of that into words; expressing it all in thought is easier.

"...so my instinct here is to ask if I can see your memories so I can check whether they look fake to me, but I imagine that's not a comfortable request to entertain, and I don't want to make you uncomfortable? I'm just curious! Faking a whole person's worth of memories sounds really hard, you'd have to imagine a whole life in a whole world. And apparently invent the concept of 'airbrushing'! I think I don't expect your memories to be fake but I admit I would be kind of fascinated if they were. And also really concerned for you."

Lilian would also be concerned for Lilian if her memories were fake! She's actually deliberately looked through her memories for signs of stuff like that herself, and she thinks she's got a rather large amount of information that really doesn't fit in this world, and would be too important to use for something as comparatively frivolous as faking a history for someone. 

(A mental image of a city destroyed in a flash of light)

And she's checked whether it still stands up to thought, if the pieces fit together, and it seems like it does. All that said, she wouldn't turn down a second opinion, from someone she knew and trusted. Which doesn't apply to Tanthe, yet. 

That aside, mostly she just expects Tanthe looking at her memories to be sad and incredibly awkward? Even absent other concerns, she wouldn't be comfortable doing it now, with someone she just met, but the idea of doing that with a friend doesn't make her that uncomfortable. But, well, she died young of a terminal disease, and reading through that would probably be pretty upsetting. And, well, since she got to this new world she's been, um, kind of absurdly horny, that's one of the changes, so if Tanthe saw any newer memories it might be pretty awkward.

Christa's sitting back and letting Tanthe deal with the probably-not-crazy person and potential-friend, but that mental image sure was concerning. 

"No, yeah, that makes sense! I also would not be keen on showing all my memories to someone I just met, for reasons of privacy and awkwardness. I think it mostly sounds like your memories are real, though, and I'm happy to assume that for now."

On closer reflection Christa is less concerned about that mental image. Sure, that definitely was a large flash of light, but also, what happened to the Consumed is much worse. So what, apparently Lilian's world also has some stuff like that. Probably most worlds do. It's nothing to panic over, just because it's new. There's no reason to think Lilian somehow brought that with her. 

Lilian nods, and says, "Well, no reason to assume that too strongly, I'm not going to be offended or anything if you have some pretty substantial doubts, and even I don't know enough to be completely sure. But, anyway, I think there's probably a reason you're all here? If you all just want to make friends I'm entirely down for that, to be clear, just, well, this feels like there's something else involved."

Lilian would be going for food right about now normally, but she's rather consumed rather a lot of the bar's fluids recently, and is thus full.

"I do certainly also want to make friends, but I'm also looking ahead to our participation in the war effort and thinking about who would make a good complement to the three of us," she gestures to herself and Christa-and-Aire, "and your name came up when I asked Aire who she's met who might suit."

She nods.

"That makes sense. I've got a friend who my abilities synergize with really well in close-quarters or sightline-range stuff, but I think they'll end up spending a lot of their time as heavy artillery - wait, I should disambiguate that. As doing very long distance highly-damaging-to-a-wide-area destruction, basically. And adding me to that wouldn't always be necessary, or even too much help. Something can't be double destroyed, and I can't really aim at over-the-horizon stuff, or stuff occluded by lightning storms. What role were you all thinking the group might fill?"