“Oh, thank you!” Maybe she should ask faer about the preparation of coffee. It would be nice to learn to do more drinks.
“This one is on the house…” Humming, careful digits spill espresso grounds into the machine, turning the knobs with an air of experience until coffee trills down into a floral mug.
“Yes. There are different universes and realities, but recently, those realities are starting to receive visits from people of other worlds. Like myself. Yet not everyone is able to cross to another dimension.”
“Fascinating…” A pause, as if breaking to draw in all the fresh information. “The scientific explanation is beyond me, I suppose, yet, if we take that law into account, does that imply that you, and so many of the others are… And that girl who called herself Rei, even though I know Rei and she is nothing like that…” Confusion strangles the mind.