" - huh."

"A charted translation effect or does it work some other way, that'd be absurdly useful if we can get it at home."

"Charted?"

"I take it it works some other way, then. When we want to invent spells we chart them."

"Magic is different different places."

"What a shame. Well, this is Antir, and at home she can only talk to me and my father so this is quite a treat."

"It's nice to meet you, Antir."

      "I don't actually know how to talk to people," she says to Mitros nervously. 

"It's fine. I want to learn more before we talk too much anyway."

      "- why -"

"In case there's some things we can know that'll make meeting other peoples go more smoothly. Same as if a powerful magic boat from a very distant country landed on the shore, we wouldn't want to assume too much about it."

       "Oh."

Cam writes to Aitim. A you walked in. Greys pulled sticks, he started glowing, Security knocked them all out and he's up and the greys are still down.

- Aitim excuses himself from his meeting. Comes downstairs.

The alternate universe him doesn't look very red - it's a shade of orange you'd dye because of the awkwardness - but one might startle, particularly in this light. He does not startle. " - hi. I'm Aitim."

"Mitros. Antir. Do you have a familiar -"

"I do not. Am I missing out?"

"Anyone have a familiar?"

"I have never heard of anyone having a familiar."

"Well. In our world everyone is born with a spirit animal. They're - insubstantial, no one can see them or interact with them except you, and they're born knowing one language and have a hard time learning others, and typically the only person who picks up their language is the person whose spirit animal they are, who acquires it automatically. Though my father -"

"Yeah, I bet."

"If you want you can substantiate them, at which point they become familiars. Lets you do magic."

"That's the thing where your hair went all staticky?"

"I think I'm not supposed to demonstrate in the main bar. But yes."

"Magic is generally allowed, I think only the context made it look threatening. Assuming you have harmless spells."

"I do!" His eyes glow again, briefly. 

"Cool."

"What's your world like? How many people, what sort of technology -"

"How many people in the whole world? I don't know. We have oceangoing boats? We have the printing press?"

"Ooooh, you're going to like this place."