Liron pays attention to the projector, but after a while he starts to blink.

Auria says good night to Candace and gently coaxes her husband to sleep as well. New parents (and uncle) need to get as much sleep as possible.

Since his nephew also has fallen asleep, Esdras will try to convince Auria to go to bed while Esdras takes a turn-

Okay, he will sleep.

(Distressed is such a weird look in Auria's face.)

Auria will try to gently get her daughter to sleep.

Her daughter is not prone to crying, or being fuzzy, but she doesn't close her eyes. So, Auria will... just rock her gently while walking around the apartment.

Candace didn't leave any writing implements for Esdras, but he can find some in a drawer in the big main room. The thomassian writing system is similar to Korean; very simple shapes, with straight lines and right angles. The video actually shows someone moving their arms to write while keeping the wrist mostly still, creating almost perfectly straight lines.

Auria walks around, revealing that she's in a boarding school of some kind. There are several corridors leading to lines of rooms, each filled with all sorts of books and posters. Opening a door showing a symbol of a mom holding a baby reveals a spacious, bright and well-stocked changing room, with a table and a chair against the wall for the baby.

Finally, walking all the way to the end of one of the hallways reveals a small exercise room: there's a treadmill, a weight set, and a jungle gym, next to a squash court. There's also a bunch of toy weapons, guns and swords both, in a rack next to the door leading in. It's clear that the treadmill doesn't get used much; the toy weapons, on the other hand, clearly show that they're used all the time.

(Ezra writes down some quick notes, mostly in their own language. The writing implements are interesting, he wonders if they work on the same principle as Adam's fountain pen invention.)

Auria is making mental notes of the place as she wanders about. She continues being surprised how casual their health is. Back home, nobles have individual libraries that might be bigger than these, but they wouldn't be a place for kids. Or a place where strangers could just wander about. And similarly, they might have paintings hanging in the walls, but these... some don't even have frames. And their paper looks incredibly fragile despite the quality of the images on them. Do they just don't care?

The exercise room bemuses her, until she notices the toy weapons. People do need to learn to fight anywhere, of course, and keep their bodies strong.

(The treadmill is not approached. Auria doesn't manage to divine its purpose and function, and the lack of use isn't encouraging.)

She approaches a window to observe the sky and their surroundings.

The window reveals that they're far, far up above the ground. The building she can see through the window still has a few stories above hers, however. It's also raining intensely at the moment she's looking out the windows.

Suddenly, a cute chime sounds a for a few seconds. Then the sound of someone knocking on a door leading into the place. A slightly groggy Candace opens the door, revealing a woman wearing some kind of outfit with leggings together with some kind of long-sleeve top that covers every square inch of her body, including a pair of gloves sown onto the sleeves of the outfit. She also has a transparent plastic visor that reveals her entire face. "Hi Candace! I'm Clarissa. I'm wanting to see some of the people you said came from a different dimension and so could be a pandemic risk? Do you know anything else about them?"

Auria doesn't startle, but her reaction to this is to use her wings to cover her daughter. At first, she assumes, this is someone with a very weird form, but then realizes it is just some kind of clothing. For protection?

At least, this makes her wings very obviously real.

The woman puts her hands in the air, trying to reassure Auria. "She can help", Candace says, letting her in. "Is there anyone who needs her?  She can help with language, or the baby, or the hurt man."

The woman's eyes go wide on seeing Auria revealing her wings.

Auria nods. "Friend-Teacher-Nanny?" She isn't sure what those words are the closes (or even if they are the right words, but hopefully her body language will help).

She tentatively relaxes, and let the woman see her daughter. With her adorable fish-like scales.

"All three", the woman replies. The woman then looks at Auria's baby, curious about the scales. "Fish skin how?", she asks. "Want language help?" she continues.

"Baby 'outs' with fish skin?" She isn't sure how to say that her daughter was just born like that. "I want language help." Auria agrees.

She starts explaining the thomassian language to Auria, beginning by explaining that her job is being a "full-time parent", there so that she'll be able to sleep and relax and avoid being dangerously exhausted by caring for a baby by herself. She continues on to explaining how she is currently in a "parent city", built to be helpful for parents like her. She might want to spend some time outdoors in one of the parks with her daughter, once she's settled in a bit more.

Auria is unclear if being a "full-time parent" is Auria's job or the new woman's job? She is also unclear why all of this or why ask that? Like, she can buy that people can just be nice, but still. "You not many babies?" She asks. Waving vaguely to indicate that the 'you' refers to the people in general.

She thinks for a moment, making it obvious that it's a subtle and complicated situation, before nodding at Auria. "We enough babies, not many. Want baby help?"

Sure! Auria nods. "Baby not sleep." She says doing her best to demonstrate the non-sleepiness of her child.

The woman gestures at receiving the baby in her arm. "I try rocking her", she says, miming rocking a baby in her arms in case Auria hasn't heard the word yet.

Auria tries. Her technique - while not exactly dangerous - might put too much rocking to facilitate sleep. The daughter at least doesn't protest.

Clarissa smiles at Auria. "Babies sleep randomly. We can only be there", she says. "Maybe crib helps?" she suggests.

Auria holds her daughter a bit more tightly. "No." The tone waves between an answer and a question.

"You care for baby. That is good. But rest is good." Clarissa looks at Auria with a friendly smile.