Downstairs the door opens and in walks a six year old girl with a weird animal.
"Is there someone around who will be better at guessing what I might already know and what I might not."
"Maybe? You can talk to Bar directly and there're lots of people around though the majority are Elves - they're another species, taller than humans and immortal by default and with telepathy which you can block by thinking about keeping your thoughts private -"
"See, that's a thing I didn't know, that should have gone first unless also we're on an active volcano."
"They don't listen to people who're new and might not have it down yet. But yeah, you just pick a way of mentally designating things secret and then they can't."
She hums about that for a moment and then says "How do I tell if I did it?"
"Bug an Elf. I think Mingling was around here earlier - Mingling, new person, come meet her -"
He pops around a corner. "Hi! I'm Maitimo and this is Cadillac."
"Because otherwise you wouldn't know Cadillac's name. I don't know your name. I like knowing names."
"I'm Bella. Do I have to remember Cadillac's name, because that seems stupid? Do you want my Pokémon's name too?"
"Yes I want your Pokémon's name," he says patiently. "No one else has to remember them but I do."
"This is Zag. It's not a very good name but I didn't pick it, he used to be my mom's."
"I would have to try listening for your thoughts, do you want me to do that?"
"Nope! I can tell you're there but it's like you aren't thinking anything."
Nodnod. "I really scared Cam when he came because I didn't know people other places didn't have osanwë. It sounds kind of lonely."
"Yeah, but you can't send senses, feelings, ideas you don't have words for... and you can only talk to one person at a time..."