The Terai center looks... rather odd, and almost like a temple. Countless pillars of innumerable colors of glass gleam gently beneath an angled roof with intricate little carvings of heroes fighting, with wire-thin little streamers of glass in light blue and glossy gold draping down every few inches around the perimeter of the building. Soft lights hum from within, and a gentle thrum of layered wards press against your newly minted senses. 

Oh wow.

The body's left eye shifts pink for just a moment as Neo savors how intricate the building is, in its architecture and design.

Maya smiles, taking it in for a moment, then nods firmly. <Here we go, beloveds.>

And in they go. Is there anything like a receptionist?

The floor is mirrored, for all that it doesn't reflect much light back up at you. The atrium past the main room is a bit more of a humble space, past all the little doors and side paths, there's something close to an airport's service desk, five attendants well spaced out, with little tucked behind offices visible just past them. Each attendant wears a pin of prismarine, and body covering suit of some sort of light red metal. 

Interesting. The girls walk up to the nearest open attendant.

She waves, a soft smile on their face. She's slender and sleek, with olive skin and a tucked back bun of black hair.  

"Hello. How can I help you today?"

The old easy smile comes to her face as smooth as ever. "Hi there. We were told that newcomers with sparkly powers should probably come here first. Is that correct?"

"That's one of the use cases we're here for, yes." 

"Well, that's us. Newcomers to this universe, bearers of sparkly powers, lacking locally-compatible tech or documentation. We could likely use local ID, recommendations on getting a phone, and a pointer on finding housing, along with whatever else you'd recommend in our situation."

She nods lightly. 

"Might I ask first about the others you brought with you?"

She glances acknowledgingly at each of Hailey and Maya.

"These are Hailey and Maya," she gestures indicatively at each in turn. "Both are sapient, though neither can use spoken language. Maya and I are telepathic enough to allow either of then to communicate with others, however."

Do her social instincts have anything to say on the subject of this world knowing about plurality?

That's out of scope, alas. 

"We have the facilities for telepathic communication here as well, if needed. Given Maya being sapient and telepathic, we can also likely set up something simpler, such as a keyboard for text input and a voice synthesizer, if desired, if there's no issue with that I'm not familiar with? If you have an alternative interpretation set up, we can see about using that as well."

Maya nods.

"Either of those should be fine, yes."

"Excuse me for a moment."

She quickly strides off to the side, and pulls out a keyboard, then clicks something on a computer, before handing it off to Maya.

"This should print to my screen, or another one with a bit of setup." 

"Would you like to be handled individually, or together? Shouldn't take more then a few minutes to arrange regardless." 

It makes sense why people would offer such things, but being separated from her loves is the opposite of her goal.

Together, she types, nodding firmly.

She nods lightly, and inclines her head towards Hailey. 

Hailey gives a sharp little avian nod, and scoots closer in on Sable's shoulder. The faintest hints of green sparks dance in the tips of her feathers for a moment, then fade.

She half-pauses for a moment, then returns to her smile. 

"Alright then. Would you like to come back to my office so we can talk things over more thoroughly? I expect we'll be here a while, and that more private environment can be more comfortable for some."

They all nod, ready to follow her.

She fusses with her computer for a moment, logging out and then striding into her office. 

It's more modest - wooden panels along the wall, supply and filing cabinets laid out around the room, with a console and two palm-sized pearly orbs. There's a handful of gaming-chair style seats spread out before the desk, and one behind it. 

"These are the psychic transmitters - they should work cleanly through the wards here. Just try to project the thoughts that you have in mind and the target, and it should create a very 'readable' text feed for the people you have in mind. The range isn't very large, but it should be plenty for an application like this." 

"Could you talk to me about your goals and needs a little? Do you have any specialized dietary needs or medical concerns I should be aware of? Learning more about your powers is important for making a more concrete recommendation about the sort of devices that would be useful for you, and it can help guide my reccomendations in general, of course." 

"Please tell if there's anything I can do to make this experience more comfortable." 

Sable and Maya pull a pair of chairs closer together and sit in them, still holding hands.

They look at each other for a moment, then Maya nods. <That will be simple in one respect, and somewhat complicated in another,> she projects for the attendant. <May we ask your name?>