She considers him.

"What are you?"

"Amber."

"Didn't you say that was your name?"

"Yes."

"...Are you a magician, a spirit, or something else?"

"I'm an elemental."

"What's an elemental?"

"A kind of person, I guess."

"Well, that much is evident. Where were you before you were here?"

"...no?"

"...You just started existing?"

"Yes, that."

"I see. Do you know if that's something elementals usually do, spring fully-formed from nothingness?"

"I don't know. Maybe. I seem to have done," he says.

"This is very strange."

"Is it? I wouldn't know."

"It is! I've never heard of elementals before."

"Oh. Huh."

"I know a lot about magicians and spirits. I would have expected to have heard about elementals."

"I don't know why you haven't then."

"It's peculiar. I'll start inquiring about it. What are elementals like?"

"I don't really know anything about other elementals."

"Well, what about you?"

"I don't know very much about me yet either! What do you want to know?"

"Well, what can you do? Besides spontaneously start existing."