[The trail-off gives Aubrey the sense that maybe she’s been too blunt, and she can’t blame the flowers now. She slows, falling in more with Stelle than ahead of her.]

Well… I know a guy who makes swords. [There’s the slightest hesitation to offer directly, just because she already has one person in mind and doesn’t want to overwhelm him. But the fact that Stelle’s a near-stranger has nothing to do with it.] And in town, there’s a crystal that can get you stuff from home.

I’m still figuring out a lot myself, but… people make lives here. Somehow. [Here Aubrey watches new girl a little more closely, trying to gauge her reaction. Even for a seasoned world-hopper, surely this is a lot…?]