Kooril: Oh, sorry. I went all over your head, didn’t I? *sheepishly chuckles to herself* That was bad of me. *glances at Aeris* The elders of my village are old fogies who know all the traditions of ancient times and like teach us younger ones about our magics and stuff. They’re usually boring and a snore. They can’t do anything fun like Jenna can. It’s all a lot of chanting and singing and yea… *moves into a room that she has used on and off since she’s met Jenna* It’s all “be one with nature” and “a good elverfolk does this” and so on. *yawns in an overdramatic manner then begins digging through a pile of stuff that she has lying about the room*

Jenna: *takes the device from Seph’s hands and puts it up into her sub-space pocket. She then sighs and shakes her head* They didn’t gather information on you, Seph. As far as they are concerned, they made up your existence. You are purely fictional on this dimension. *shrugs then looks about. Soon afterwards, she points to a store that looks like it has clothing in it* Is that good for your needs?