"That makes sense. Like how I don't know very much about dwarves..."

She forgets what she was about to say next, in favour of being fascinated by the pocket everything.

"What can you do with it? Talk to people far away, right? What else?"

"...go on the internet, order dumplings, play music, play games, check the train schedules, translate languages - uh, Amentan languages, not whatever those guys speak - I'm taking pictures - it has a flashlight -"

She is appropriately awed by the extent of its capabilities.

"One little box can do all that? I mean, I can do all that, but a magic item couldn't! Can I see the pictures?"

He shows her the pictures he has most recently taken of her (with another couple greys in the picture for scale).

"That's me! It got me exactly right, that's so clever!" 

She peers at it.

"I bet I could figure out how to make one, if I took it apart."

"I, uh. This is my only one. Maybe the Princess will give you one when I finally get somebody who can talk to her on the phone."

"Oh, don't worry, I wouldn't take yours apart!" she reassures the anxious grey.

"It's yours! I can wait."

Sceptics might note that she hasn't stood still for more than a moment at a time since she materialized.

"They'll answer any minute, I'm sending them the pictures."

"That's good."

Running back over to the portal, she persuades most of her fishermen to go back to work for now, and sends the boy who fetched the priestess back to the village to fetch his head-woman. They call her 'Lady', and seem respectful but not at all afraid. 

Nobody can understand them, but the attitudes don't require translation.

The one on the phone says, "Yes! Finally! Look, I've been sending you pictures - I know it looks like a - you background checked me? Seriously? - no, they're legit, I - look can you just send someone out here - Shell Beach Fishery -"

Puna doesn't interrupt the conversation.

She wanders around looking at things, picking up a couple of pretty shells from the beach, and humming to herself while she thinks of more questions to ask.  

"They're gonna send some people," the grey reports eventually.

"Oh, good!" Puna says.

"I like meeting new people! What sort of people are they?"

She looks at her little rainbow of illusion-people, and tries to guess. "Hmm, maybe some blues?"

"Yeah, probably, and maybe greens 'n yellows too."

"What would the yellows be doing?"

She perks up. "Do you think they could teach me how to do computer stuff?" 

"There's just lots of yellows helping blues with stuff. Maybe they know computers too."

"I guess we'll find out!"

Puna dances back over to the portal to see if the head-woman has arrived yet. She could manifest another avatar back on Corth and check that way, but this is more fun.

The head-woman is on her way, but she walks slower than the priestess, so she'll be a little while.

Greys take more photos.

And eventually a helicopter can be heard approaching.

The helicopter is fascinating enough to make her stand still for three whole seconds!

"Is that them?" She strains forwards on tiptoe and cranes her neck to see.  

The motu head-woman is still a few minutes out. 

"Yeah, probably. I guess it could be a news helicopter if the news somehow heard about you."

"No, those are black and gold."

"Right, right."

"...I probably shouldn't fly up to meet them, right?" 

"...might scare 'em..."

"Well, of course, that's why I'm not doing it."

The helicopter gets closer, and she's distracted by staring at it again.

The helicopter lands neatly on the beach. The door opens. A couple more greys get out, first, wearing uniforms. Then a blue in a fancy outift.

Puna waves at the newcomers, bouncing very slightly in place. 

She wants to investigate the helicopter, but she doesn't want the Amentans to get the impression that she doesn't care about meeting their rulers. She does care! It's just that new things are exciting regardless of whether they're people or objects or plants or animals. 

The helicopter will still be there, and still be new and exciting, after she's introduced herself to the blue.