"Okay. Felix was flying through a place with weird portals that zapped him with energy, and then he found finding himself here. The dreamshard wasn't with him, but since both showed up here it makes sense to assume it's connected to the phenomena."

"That would be the - loud - crystal in your pocket?"

"Yes? What do you mean with loud?"

"It's - I'm not sure if it's sentient, quite, but it has a lot going on, even compared to an attuned one, and it's projecting some of it. I'm not entirely sure what I'm seeing, there, it's not my specialty, but it's very definitely something."

He removes it from his pocket and peers at it.

"Uh, I honestly don't even know why I'm surprised. What do you mean with attuned?"

"Mm - how much do you know about Force users?"

"Not a lot to be honest? Felix didn't have time to read much about the subject - I have his memories - and most of what he found was at first glance sort of... biased-looking."

"Probably not, Sith are actually pretty horrible." Her tone is light, but it doesn't sound like she's joking. "And Jedi too, if the rumors are right, just differently. Anyway, we all use lightsabers -" she's barely out of bed, but hers is already at her hip; she draws it without lighting it. "They can cut through close to literally anything, among other properties." That's enough threat; she puts it away again. "And to use one well, it has to have a focus crystal that you've attuned to yourself, so that it echoes your Force presence back to you; it's a fairly distinctive sensation."

"Ah, I see. And yes, it should be very loud indeed."

She nods. "It'll take me a bit to figure out what's going on with it, but I won't be surprised if I can use it to find your home world."

Slow nod. "Uh... Felix is not going to be very hopeful about that."

"Oh?"

"I don't know if we mentioned our immortality? It involves a connection to a respawn point, coming to this universe broke it and it's not a casual to break."

"Ah. Well, I'm not saying it's definitely possible, but I'm not going to give up without looking."

Smile. "I'm very grateful, Felix will be too."

She grins.

"First, though, I need something to eat. And a shower."

"Yeah, you should do that. And I should pick a name."

Nod.

"I will leave you to it. Felix made a house for us, so we can get out of your hair and everything, but please drop by for anything."

"All right."

He leaves. There is an open portal to Felix's dimension if they want to drop by.

Shower, breakfast, and while she eats she tells Daisy about the new dimension - the desert, like theirs except for the time of day, stuck just before sunset. The statues, some of which she thinks are magical - in an entirely different way than the Force, if her impression of the matter is right; they should, some of them, be able to give out temporary specific powers to people who interact with them in specific ways, if it's the right person at the right statue doing the right thing. The weather, which is mostly voluntary: she can tell when someone is in her dimension, and who they are, at any range; the clouds are a reflection of how she feels about a given intruder, and the lightning ranges from 'impossible to produce' to at least 'easier to do than not', it may be that someone she really despised would get zapped completely involuntarily, but without trying it she won't know.

And then she goes and sits under the tree in front of the house and stares at Felix's portal for a bit, mapping out the parts of it.

It's tripper than hyperspace. She can feel a sort of distortion that is weird, but in a way that intuits well with the concept of "portal", there are parts which move and fit with each other in a way that is very hard to understand.

Eventually, he pops his head through the portal and looks at her inquisitively.

She looks up almost immediately. "Preliminary results are promising!  I have no idea how I'd aim but I suspect I can change where it goes."

"Cool. I should, maybe give you a pocket dimension and dreamshaping overview. Also, I got a name! Trevor Dalkaila."