"I wouldn't say I'm from there," Daine says, managing not to wrinkle her nose distastefully. "But it's where I live now. That's where the rift drops folk." She glances down at Molly, noting her familiarity with the place. It's not so surprising, really; going by her clothes and backpack, she looks like any other kid from the city - or from that wider universe.

She starts down the corridor, slowly enough for Molly to have no trouble keeping up. It's not as if there's any hurry, anyway. "Sounds like good advice," she says approvingly. "Though it helps to be able to fight, if you have to. Or to have friends who can help you." She's benefitted from both, and while her universe is a very different place, she figures some things are true across the board. She's yet to be jumped by a mugger or anything like that, but it's comforting to know she could handle herself if she was.