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.
She points at things and wants to know what they are. She asks for more paper.
There's a notepad in the desk next to her bed! It has the name of the hotel on it. He names things. They zip around the city on the screen - that's a rail line, that's a sports stadium, that's a courthouse, that's some billionaire's private skyscraper, that's the headquarters of a large Anitami business, that's a public art installation, that's a city park, that's an airport.
Penumbra watches over Maurabel's shoulder. Maurabel also wants basic vocabulary like "hello" and colors and stuff.