They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
"People from here won't bother you but I bet all our neighbors have sent in diplomatic teams which are waiting to pounce. And you can talk to them as soon as you'd like, of course, but - no pouncing should be involved."
They take the elevator down.
In the lobby there are yellows behind the desks and a purple janitor mopping and unobtrusive grey security at the doors.
They accompany! Outside there are lots of people of all colors and in all kinds of outfits and of many different skin tones, bustling down the street. Some of them stop to stare and take pictures.
"I don't know what's in walking distance of here. Schools? Gardens? Do you have temples, at home those are often very pretty."
"No, like, there's humans, and elementals, and then temple things, which are called gods. Except they aren't actually... around."
"I will look up the prettiest buildings in this area," he says, and types that into the pocket everything, and then points them ahead to a public park with an accompanying greenhouse.
And then they can meander onto this university campus and through its art museum! People crowd around taking pictures. News helicopters fly overhead getting video.