"And I am Roshanak," she says, sitting down gratefully. "Nothing to forgive, I was in need of assistance, even if my pride was not allowing me to seek it. I am not quite used to walking on two legs, and the effort is wearying."

Maybe she shouldn't admit it so easily, but she is in a city made up of five floating islands. If the people here are not familiar with those other peoples not human, they will be soon enough, she's sure.

"So. Thank you."