Thomas nodded, "The police are very humorless about that sort of thing. That said you'll have plenty of opportunities to assist the general populace. The League is as committed to humanitarian efforts as it is to law enforcement. If you're going to reside on this plane you have to learn to abide by the rules. Otherwise the Fellowship will probably order me to banish you from the realm. An unpleasant prospect in any case." Thomas observed MC conjuring cups and his pen wrote down ever more information, "Interesting. You display casual and effective conjuring skill. Either you're pulling tea sets from different locations, unlikely, or you're converting spirit matter from your plane into material objects." 

Thomas dropped the teacup he was holding and it shattered, soon dissipating into misty matter that disappeared entirely after a few moments, "The latter then." The pen began writing things down even faster, "I've never heard or such a world before, but then again they saw the amount of parallel realms is nearly endless. Fascinating how different your experience is to others. I assume Light is an assumed name? It hardly seems like the True name of a creature such as yourself, which both of you would do well to keep to yourselves I'm sure I needn't remind you." Names had power and if a spellcaster had a being's true name, spoken from their own lips, it opened up all kinds of avenues in spellwork. Many of them not at all pleasant. 

Thomas drank the phantom tea and found it wasn't the best he'd ever tasted. Thomas nodded, "I've seen my fair share of manifested creatures. I find they often have poor tempers even when properly summoned." Thomas's pen kept writing, "In this plane magic comes in all forms and wavelengths. Chaos energy and void energy are extremely nebulous and more artistic than explanatory in my mind. Their effects however can be quantified case in point and I have observed mortal sorcerers that can alter quantum probabilities." Thomas took the coin and after a few moments the molecules reformed into a small chocolate chip cookie which Thomas ate. Transmutation was a difficult art but for small objects Thomas was competent enough. 

"The Awakening has produced all kinds of strange visions of Humanity. Everyone here is Human in the sense that matters. Except for yourselves obviously though I mean no offense. They may find you strange but there are beings even more bizarre in appearance and personality. I doubt any would be so disturbed as to attack. For their good behavior and yours, the Founding Council has ordered that you two be chaperoned for the time being." Thomas closed his eyes, held his hands together, muttered a few words and opened his palms a golden ball of light floating from it, "This is a guardian spirit created with some of my own power. It'll make sure you two stay out of trouble. You may go now if you wish. I have more experiments to conduct."