The narrative is happy to oblige him, of course!

Through the door comes a girl slightly younger than him, broadly humanoid but distinctly inhuman in her details, dressed like a knight in shining armour with her cloak billowing gently behind her. She is powerful and special and beautiful, in a feminine way.

"What a fascinating planar anomaly this is! Hello there; I'm Brenda."

"Oh, finally," he breathes. "I'm Pete. —Peter, but everyone calls me Pete nowadays. 'Planar anomaly'? That's an interesting way to describe it."

She walks up to the bar and grabs a stool; her cloak and scabbard subtly move out of the way."I can see when things aren't native to their plane, and the door wasn't native to the Prime Material and neither of us is native to here. Oh, hello to you as well!" she adds as a napkin appears next to her hand. "I'd like something exotic in the general space of milkshakes, please."

She gets something that looks like a chocolate milkshake with silver sparkles and a ribbon of blueberry sauce running through it and a curly straw, takes a sip, and grins. "Delightful, thank you. So, how'd you come to be here, Pete?" She's clearly offering to hear out his troubles, but only if he wants to share them.

"Earth-looking drink, decidedly not Earth-looking attire. Interesting combo." And great at distracting him from—nope, people reading his narration will not get the pleasure of rehashing this, they've already witnessed the actual thing well enough they do not need him to think about it. "Most proximately I've come here to escape my troubles or at least distract myself from them while time is stopped outside. I assume you didn't know about Milliways before just now, then?"

"Nope, totally new to me. And congratulations on your deduction; I am in fact from Earth originally and got these clothes on Golarion. Are you an Earthling as well, then?"

"Yes I am, but, Golarion? Like from Pathfinder? With, uh, what was it, Iomedae and Asmodeus and Abadar and—first or second edition? I know next to nothing about second edition."

She laughs out loud. "It's the darnedest thing--I don't know! I never actually joined a tabletop group before I left Earth! I've just been thinking of it as a Dungeons and Dragons universe. I don't know if my original Earth even had this particular setting. Those god names are all correct, though. Anything in your books about how to close the Worldwound?"

"Oh there's, I don't know if it's a campaign or a video game? And I guess I don't—sorry, getting ahead of myself, let me try to go from the top." Expansive gesture. "Milliways! I don't know if your Earth had the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy or if you read/watched it," and even though he didn't say the word "slash" in that sentence the "/" was very much audible. "In the books it's a bar at the end of the universe which has access to people from wherever and whenever. This version can access other universes, maybe all of them. While you're here and the door is shut time is stopped back where you came from. Bar," and he hikes a thumb in her direction, "is as you've seen sentient and can provide you anything medium-sized so long as it is not magical or dangerous, and she sometimes bends those rules a bit.

"Most importantly, she has access to things from, approximately, everywhere. And the Pathfinder books are from somewhere. Bar, if you would, the core Pathfinder books, first and second editions, from my Earth, anddddd we don't have internet access here so I can't look this up on Wikipedia but I guess, Bar could you also give us a printout of the Pathfinder wiki page on the Worldwound? On my tab of course."

"Oh, that's fantastic! I'm happy to pay for them, though, I've got plenty of money even if this wasn't a reasonable use of Crusade resources. Assuming the bar takes gold, that is." She sets the two sourcebooks next to each other on the bar, opens them, and instead of reading them with her eyes she runs her hands over the text, one hand on each book and the other two hands turning the pages, going at about a page a second.

"...okay that is a really cool power, I want that. And don't worry about paying, I have more money than God." He grabs the wiki printout and skims over it. It's disappointingly short, but has some interesting leads. "Wiki says the Worldwound was in fact closed! Quoting, 'The Worldwound was sealed after the adventurers who inspired the Fifth Crusade killed Deskari.' Any of that ring a bell? The page also mentions a campaign called 'Wrath of the Righteous', that might be the one that has details about how it gets closed, canonically."

"Well, that's a good omen if I ever saw one! I'm in the Fifth Crusade. And the power is loads of fun; it comes from being part notebook. I have some other powers that are teachable, but unfortunately not that one."

"Being. Part notebook."

Oh no why is that bugging him he seemed so chill about everything. "I have magic for copying other beings' magic and I copied a person who's a magic notebook."  

"Copying other beings' magic. Like. Copying how, exactly?"

"I couldn't tell you the theory, but supposedly it goes off what would happen if I was genetically related to whoever I'm copying. Except that's got to be a blatant oversimplification because notebooks don't have genes and I doubt the entity I got the planar anomaly detection off did either. Don't worry, I'm not going to copy you if you'd rather I didn't."

"Okay okay okay okay not okay," he says, hopping off the stool and taking a few steps away from Brenda then starting to pace from side to side while keeping her in his field of view. "Not cool. Not cool. I specifically did not take that drawback. Did you take that drawback? The one, the, There's Another One I think it's called? Because this is bullshit if you did and I didn't and this happened anyway."

"Oh noooo, I'm sorry, I thought it would only point me at Another Ones if we both took it!" Also she is now mentally reviewing everything she's told him for security leaks because he's actually capable of being a threat to her, shit. 

"That's also what I had assumed." He takes a few further steps away from her so that his back is directly to the wall. "I specifically—my apologies if this is an aspersion on your character but I do not actually trust the median person who would want to become a Mary Sue and that is the reason why I did not take the drawback."

"I see where you're coming from, and I hope you'll excuse me for not trusting you either. I'm not sure what your standards for trustworthiness are or how to verify that I meet them, but I mean no harm to you if you mean none to me." Also her threat analysis for why she was okay taking There's Another One in the first place included the hypothesis that people who wanted to run around being awful would specifically avoid There's Another One and the fact that Pete is claiming not to have taken it is not comforting.

"You know, I'm not even like upset at you or anything I'm upset at the Spirit. If it's just willing to, to completely override my choices like this then what's, how can I trust it?"

"Oh no, you're right. If the Spirit doesn't follow its own rules it could do anything." She wants to stick a hand in her bag of holding and ask Alpina what's going on but she doesn't want to give away which pouch Alpina's in and she might not even know the answer. Or might not answer truthfully. "I wouldn't have expected it to give itself away like this if it was malicious, but that's not something I want to rely on."

At this point another napkin appears next to the rulebooks. 

"Bar says it's impossible to do violence in this room because the security will stop anyone who tries, but I don't know what, uh, level, that guarantee is operating on." Specifically she doesn't know how it stacks up to at least one and possibly two Battle Maidens and hoo boy having taken Battle Maiden is not great for her trustworthiness is it. At least she didn't take Undiplomatic Immunity.

"Oh it would be just like a Mary Sue to be able to break any such rules, wouldn't it. I don't think I trust anything that runs on mere object-level narrative, here."

"Mary Sue? . . . Wow, that kind of is a good description of what we are, isn't it. Overpowered fanfiction characters."

"...did you not realize? Even the power names. Assuming they're the same, I guess. But they're all references to tropes. 'Emerald Orbs', eyes in Mary Sue fanfic are often referred to as orbs, or the Dragon Fairy Elf Witch power which I think might be a direct reference to My Immortal but I'm not totally sure—wait, no, she was a vampire in My Immortal—anyway. It was very specifically borrowing terminology from the genre, or at least my version was."