Sylvia smiled at the fact that the story made Pylia curious. Though she did come to realize something from what Pylia said. Apparently, a thousand and one nights here was more than three years. She remembered looking up the time conversion back home, and found that a thousand and one nights back home was about two years. 

There’s a time difference, or at least a different way of measuring time...

Her attention turned back to Pylia when she brought up a similar story. She listened and when Pylia stopped because it was a dirty story, Sylvia at first looked slightly surprised before it became clear that she was holding back laughter. She commented with some laughter bubbling out, “I didn’t realize you had that side to you! But yeah, maybe not in front of the kids,”

Then she focused on the door once more. Sylvia thought seriously about it and she answered, “They had to have heard it, especially since the phrase was used for the same thing as the story: Opening a stone door that kept people from reaching the inside. The only differences are the riddle and the fact that we didn’t need the closing phrase,”

She then commented, “The question is who and why. Buddy had told me that he had gone to that spot of his own free will, or at the very least, guided there by visions as well,”