"Do you not have genders where you're from."

"We do, and robes're cut differently to fit, and there're different formal hairstyles - I guess it would be kind of weird to wear a girl hairstyle - but I think humans are way more into various forms of sexual immorality than even the worst Elves and so no matter what you wore no one'd presume that about you."

Sigh. "Well, now you have fabric and sewing stuff. D'you need anything else?"

"Don't think so."

"Okay." Bus back to the library. Quenya?

Quenya!!!!! He wrote down some words and phrases in IPA and tengwar to help!

Yay! Dylan hangs out until dinner time. "- have you eaten since McDonald's."

"No?"

"How often do you need to eat?"

"If I want to grow I should eat more than I've been eating but I can put that on hold and live on, like, McDonalds every day or two."

"...if you want to grow -?"

"- yeah? Like, up? Into an adult? I do want to do that but I'm not set on this month."

"You can just... decide... if you... okay. Uh, I can probably swing you cafeteria access."

"Can humans not do that?"

"Uh, no. If we're starving we'll be shorter but like, permanently."

"Elves can sort of pick what our body's directing attention to."

"...sounds nice."

"I can try to figure out how to let humans do it but I was only an apprentice at that kind of thing."

"What kind of thing?"

"Artifact magic. You don't have it here either."

"Like Tinker stuff?"

"Seems different from what I've read about it but I suppose maybe."

"Huh. Anyway I can get you cafeteria access probably but that will only work till the summer. I can use a guest meal for you now if you wanna eat."

"It'd probably be good for me. Thank you. Could I sell osanwë as a service, you think - like, to people who are going to be imprisoned and want to prove they're innocent, or want to show a memory to someone else -"

"...yeah probably. Should I not ask the translation guy about that?"