Firmament

Actually Rainboa, I appreciate it, but... please don't? I'm going to want to talk, or... whatever we're doing right now while I work through all the... this? And if you go silent again, I'm gonna start thinking I was just hallucinating from stress. So, if you really aren't part of some mental illness I didn't know I had, please stick around.

Can do.

I'm literally at school to major in "magic," so yeah? Is it illegal where you come from, or something? And I don't know what a space age is, but there's plenty of worlds and world-lines too. I'm actually new to this one; my Dad and most of my friends are back on the Theia I grew up on, before I crossed here for school. As for Humans, I take it you're from a worldline where they're rare or something? Please say you're not gonna be weird about it. I'll be really pissed if you make me say something racist again.

It's not illegal in our worldline, per se, rather it simply doesn't exist. We have to abide by the laws of physics, else what we're trying to do won't work. No ifs, ands, or buts. And our worldline is packed with hunams. As in, there are only hunams. And the space age was when we decided Earth began to get boring and shot big science missiles into the sky. We soon figured out that the sky ended somewhere really high up and decided to put beep boops in orbit to do science for us, so we wouldn't risk our own lives doing so. Soon after that we shot people to the moon and gathered moon dust. After that we went everywhere else with beep boops including but not limited to: the sun, planet hell, planet red, planet big and with-a-buncha-gas, gas planet yellow and ringy, gas planet yellow moon with a buncha methane, planet not-a-planet, a ring of big fat rocks that will kill your ship if you hit them accidentally, another ring of big fat rocks except icy this time, and out of the solar system itself. We learned a whole lot. Unfortunately because we sent beep boops everywhere many times we clogged up Low Earth Orbit, where, due to wonky orbital planning, one satellite collided...
Um. Sorry, I am prone to digressions.

I don't know if you could remember it, when we were talking to Dad? But, my Mom was a Wayfarer. Before she died, I mean. And Wayfarers are like... they're these teams of specialists from all kinds of fields. They get hired to patrol roads and places outside the cities, or investigate monster problems, or research how the Wilds have changed lately, or protect folks when they need help. Stuff like that. Basically, Wayfarers help make the outside world safer for people. Even stubborn people who won't move to the cities, where it's already safe.

That's pretty cool! Where did the term "Wayfarer" come from? How did they crop up? What's a monster? Have there been any particularly cool Wayfarer missions? Sorry if I'm asking way too many questions, but I want to learn the lore(?) or exposition(??) of this world.

Which... actually, the Cafe might be up ahead? Little brick place in front of us? Got a "Yes We're Open!" chalkboard out front? With a mug doodle on it? Looks like... baristas and machines and cakes and stuff inside the window? Uh, yeah, so... Rainboa? If we can put the Contract thing on the back burner for now, I think this is the place.
Are we good to go in?

Yeah, sure!

It's not too busy, if it helps. I see a quiet spot in the corner by a bookcase we could just sit at for a bit. I could go set up my laptop, while you see how you feel. Or, we could say hi to the friendly looking kid with the big ears behind the counter, so you can see that there's no one dangerous in there. Or, if you still wanted to try a drink before I get some food, they've probably got hot or cold coffee drinks, teas, water, smoothies, and other stuff. If any of those sound good? I could let you pick out a sandwich or a cake or something too, if you want. Or, if you don't know what any of those are, you could just... tell me some of the foods you like, or some of the flavors you like even, and I could pick something? Or... I could just... not tell you what's going on, and handle it all myself. So you don't have to worry?

I want to go see the counterkid. What clothes are they wearing? Are they wearing anything purple? Oh and I want to feel(?) the feeling(??) of citrus again. Specifically, hot chocolate dissolved in citrus. I remember that my favorite drink, before I died and became a part of this Eidolon, was hot chocolate made with Citrus. I remember that, when heated, orange juice with pulp formed a "film" of the pulp and became a hell of a lot sweeter. At first it's stupidly sweet, but one can become accustomed to it, eventually.