[center][color=ed1c24][b][h2]—Andromeda Hardt—[/h2][/b][/color][img]https://i.imgur.com/gsHM0q1.png[/img][/center] It didn’t look like there was anywhere Andromeda could rest nearby. Maybe they should move away from this place and start looking for things. She’d hate to spend the night on the streets and she had no way of knowing how long the day lasted in this world. While on that matter, Andromeda made a quick note of the position of the Sun in the sky and the time on her watch. That would be enough to get her that answer later on. [color=ed1c24]"As safe as a place with raptor-drawn carriages can be,"[/color] Andromeda replied, to Graham pointing to the number of vehicles drawn by strange dinosaur-like creatures moving up and down the street. [color=ed1c24]"Actually, teleportation kinda is an exact science, yes. We just don’t know how to do it yet,"[/color] Andromeda remarked with the same wits from before. [color=ed1c24]"The fact you know what an exact science is, already disproves your little trick, you know?"[/color] [color=ed1c24]"Anyway, conman or not, I kinda like you. It’s nice that someone else noticed the funny business going on with languages here. Though, if what you said is true, then why don’t you read what’s written up over there? If you can do that I’ll 100% believe you,"[/color] Andromeda pointed to what could only be a plaque with street names written on it, hanging from a light pole. [color=ed1c24]"Nice to meet all of you all. Now that we are acquainted—I guess?—what do you say of us taking a look around? I don’t know about you but I don’t feel like spending the night on the streets in a new world,"[/color] Andromeda said, smiling as well as she could after all of the others had introduced themselves.