Brief smile. He won't take credit for the nice weather, he didn't even tinker too much with it. "Good."

Oh, good, a smile.

"Are you going to be okay in Kincardine? It's not a big city, as they go, but you seem a little out of your element."

"I should be. I just need a place where I can get a better footing."

"All right. We'll be staying for a couple days after we drop you off, if you need help with anything."

Another brief smile. "Thank you. That is very kind."

He smiles.

"If you're looking to get off-planet, we might be the first ship leaving - I have another trip to make first, so it'll be a week or two, but there isn't much traffic out this way."

"Uh, maybe contact me when you're about to leave. I don't have any solid plans for the future."

"All right. How can we reach you?"

"Uh, I will set up standard means of contact and send them your way."

"Fair enough. They'll take messages for me at the shipyard."

Nod nod. "I am likely to want to leave the planet, I just don't know yet. If you are still around, I will contact you."

Nod.

Food.

Food. Reading.

And back to work. He reappears to offer Felix a blanket a bit after sundown, and otherwise leaves him alone until they reach the city.

Another brief smile and he thanks the blanket.

(He doesn't need one, his magic handles temperature, but the blanket can be folded for head support while reading.)

And eventually they arrive.

"I recommend the Blue Diamond Hotel," Raafi offers as they debark. "They're expensive, but they're good about special requests, even this time of night. You'll need credits first, though... try Yersk's, first, but if it seems like he's jerking you around, don't hesitate to go to Obbet's instead - she doesn't pay as much, but she's more reliable."

He gets directions to all those places. Polite smile. "Thank you, for all the help."

"You're welcome. Good travels."

"Good travels," Felix repeats.

He goes to the Yersk's place to acquire enough credits for at least a night (ideally a week) at the Blue Diamond Hotel.

Yersk is in a good mood, and doesn't jerk Felix around at all; he's more than happy to buy whatever he has to sell.

Good. Felix is more than happy to part with his things and go to a hotel to have a good night sleep and also create a residence inside his pocket dimension.

Nothing interrupts this plan.

In that case Felix is going to manifest a bit of pocket dimension with a nice house in it and very well-stocked digital library. He reads and researches. He figures outs places to put portals to his pocket dimension that won't attract attention. In the next few days he figures outs how to make money and even how to make discreet charity donations without people asking too many questions.

This eventually leads him to the local hospital where they need assorted new equipment, which Felix is willing to give away for free.

The hospital is thrilled.

On his way out, he notices a droid pacing anxiously in the front lobby. Unlike the other droids he's seen so far, she's heavily decorated; most of her torso and upper arms are covered with enameled metal flowers in a pleasing mixture of colors.

And Felix been around long enough to realize that. 1) Droids are people, because his magic tells him that they are; 2) They're not recognized as people and are in fact terribly mistreated; 3) Not likely to get any sympathy from biological people.

He approaches. "Hello? Sorry for bothering you, but you look like you need someone to talk to."