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.
"You could do big countries before small ones? Big countries have less variance, they are not usually very liberal or very conservative."
"There are two countries with more than ten hundred million people and eight countries with more than five hundred million."
"That's not it, that's just - huge. Uh, maybe they could send me written questions."
She flies. Takes a different route than last time.
Maurabel awaits questions from foreigners!
Foreigners want to know if she'd like to visit their countries and various historical and cultural monuments within, and if they can get her anything or get her world anything, and what her world is like, and what the interdimensional travel is like, and whether her country would like to ally with theirs, and whether she would like to try their food, and whether she would like citizenship and arbitrarily many children for her and her family.
She might travel more at some point. She is comfortable and not yet entertaining trade agreements on behalf of her world. Her world is low tech and undergoing a magical revolution and does not have castes. The colors between worlds are pretty crazy. She is not a representative of her country per se. She would probably like to try their food. She does not especially want kids right now and neither of her parents has even remarried since the divorce.
Anitam had better not try to stop her.
Both shine and shadow magic can involve seeing light or its absence differently. Traveling by a combination of the two got indescribably strange.