In the middle of his bony breakdown Sieve received advice from the poorly dressed mercury automaton. It made sense to calm down before saying anything potentially crude.

This "future" seemed more like a new world. Everything from the species discrimination to the hyper-conservative atmosphere of his old steam-and-cogs world was smelted into a new unwieldy metal. He would have to adapt and live on, even if that meant having conversations with naked people. The plague doctor would have to set a new course of thinking, no matter how much his brain yearned to put black tarp over everyone except the thick-robed magician woman. 

It was then that the spider woman revealed her name and abilities. Evfimiia Serdiatnitskiia, a name that sounded large to the others, but was closer to the fantasy equivalent of "Bob" when placed next to the sadomasochistic naming schemes of Cogshire nobility. He could only "sigh" in pity as he recalled the princess who was named after the noise a steam train makes when it breaks down.

Evfimiia's abilty worried Sieve. As soon as she would perceive the clunky, tiny man it would be obvious that he was little more than a bag with bones in it. Judging by the way the merwoman was shocked while chatting with Evfimiia, he reasoned that they weren't used to seeing such diverse life forms either. 

Sieve subconsciously adjusted his robes a bit before replying to the ocean woman. "If we were to return to that area, is it possible that the dimensions inside of it would be different as from before? I only hope that it doesn't have the same floor of occult white runes."