From the large glass window she stared in. The being in there... had others on him from the Otherworld. Perhaps... they... could guide her back. Clad in a canvas tarp wrapped around her body and made into a hood over her head, the alien turned and stepped around the wall, into the diner. She was greeted by an initially cheery-looking waitress until the waitress saw her attire... and the fact that she was absolutely soaked, like someone had submerged her into a pool and thrown her into the restaurant despite the fact that it hadn't rained in the area in days. 

"Uh... Welcome!" The waitress piped up nervously, attempting her best to return to her gleeful facade. "Table for one?"

The girl, her face hidden by the low hanging makeshift canvas robe, shook her head so mechanically that the poor waitress wondered if it wasn't some kind of robot in disguise. Then the canvas-clad girl raised her finger and pointed to the table where the boy sat, a being of light across from him and a being of dark beside him. From what she could gather, this was some sort of eatery. Every word spoken by the waitress reflected into her brain and transmuted into all possible uses for it, decoding the language of the planet.

"Oh... You're... with him?" The waitress asked quizzically. The canvas-clad, dripping wit water, said nothing. Chuckling nervously, the waitress grabbed another menu. "Right this way," She chirped, her facade completely back on now as she led the canvas'd woman to the booth and sat her down. As she did, the bits and bobbles on the table with the boy bounced, as though something heavy was just sat down. The booth she sat on creaked in horror at the weight pressing down on it but didn't budge. "Anything to drink?" The waitress chirped again.

More silence.

Cringing, the waitress walked away, but not without giving a few odd looks at the boy sitting there. Across from the boy with the beings from the Otherworld, the canvas-clad girl slowly pulled back her hood, revealing her white hair and foreign monochrome features. She stared at the boy with such distance she may as well been some sort of robot. Then she pointed at him.

"You talk... To the Otherworld..." Her voice was monotone and flat, seeming to carry no weight and yet every word was dripping with intensity. "I want... to know... Where I am..."