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[As he has said, it does take Lahabrea a bit of time to arrive in the Royal Quarter. But no longer than might be expected for someone who has had to walk from another part of the city - while he could have chosen to fly instead, he sees no immediate reason to hurry. True, he's counting on the fact that Szelhamos will be easy to find once he does arrive. But that he figures he can deal with when it should happen to come up and not before.]

[Naturally he'd be easy enough to spot. Just a little taller than the average human and decked out in six noisy glass wings that never go away, it'd be more impressive to share a space with him and not catch sight of the demon.

Who was as he'd said, milling about the center of the Royal Quarter, not at all far from the main thoroughfare.

That being said, Szel wouldn't be the first to speak, unwilling to go about stopping every set of passing footsteps he heard to bother whoever they belonged to about what their name was. That being said, his oracle was still in his hand, with every intention of using it should his patience start to fray. A little nervous about being potentially ghosted? Him?

No of course not, he's not worried about shit. He doesn't even care.]

[Fortunately, perhaps, Lahabrea is more than willing to announce himself. He has, after all, not forgotten that Szel has at least some manner of visual impairment. And even absent that, he is perfectly willing to be the one to begin a conversation, even if he does cut directly to the chase.]

I presume you had a location in mind for whatever explanation you intended to offer?

[Lahabrea has no objections to it being here, of course. But he will defer to whatever decision Szel should make.]

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[Ah, familiar voice. He turned himself that way, visibly more relaxed than he was prior.]

Yeah I have an apartment.

[Though, after just a second of thought,]

Or like, the local cafe.

[Just in case dragging someone up to your apartment after talking to them all of maybe three times was weird or something.]

Nothing's in the apartment that I actually need for this, the oracle ought to be just fine.

[A wishy-washy whiplash way of suggesting the cafe, Szel already moving to put his back to the aforementioned apartment in favor of what direction he knew the cafe to be in.]

[For all that Lahabrea would not have found it out of the ordinary to be invited to Szelhamos' apartment should that be his preference, neither does he have any complaints about not. Either location offered will suit well enough, and it is hardly his to choose besides.]

The cafe will suffice.

[There's a nod with the words, for all it passes unseen, and then Lahabrea falls in pace as Szelhamos starts to make for the cafe in question.]

[If there's one thing that Szel excels at above all else, it's his ability to overthink everything.

Tragically, the nod probably would have been heartening if he could have seen it, far more than he would have openly admitted. As it was, the tone lacked any indication one direction or the other as to how Lahabrea felt, and the demon was left to just imagine for himself what the other man's opinion was. It's going great, he definitely doesn't feel like a stupid goober.

The cafe isn't far, the sounds of conversation picking up in the distance and easily guiding Szel in the correct direction. It was a cozy enough spot, neither too cheap nor too fancy with plenty of outdoor seating. Good for him, those wings took up a lot of room.]

We'll probably need to buy something so they actually let us have a table.

[And if he sounds annoyed by this, he is. He really is, actually, he should be allowed to just borrow a table if it's empty!]

Just real quick, what are your units of measurement called? Just for the sake of conversion terms, I'll be using what's called the metric system. Units of measurement for length and distance are millimeters, centimeters, meters, kilometers, so on and so forth. As you can see, the basic unit here is a meter, it's very uniform.

Honestly, the perfect unit of measurement for conversion as far as I'm concerned.

[Lahabrea's natural tendency towards emotional stoicism probably does not help, in the case. On the other hand, he seems perfectly willing to tolerate this particular line of questioning, which surely has to count for something.]

We may. But I have no objections to this.

[Even if it's just coffee, that is still not anything that he would consider to be a great hardship, for the sake of conversation.]

There is no singular unifying term, as there would be in the system you have mention. Fulms and yalms would be the most common unit of measurement, in most cases.

That's fine, I'll give it a name for categorization purposes later.

[It was important. He can't just leave it as 'undefined system of measurement'.

He already had seventy three of those.]

Give me a minute and I'll talk about the metric system.

[Right after he snags a coffee, the ordeal of ordering it terse, swift but civil affair with the demon practically bleeding anti-social vibes the entire time. It wasn't personal, he had nothing against the poor cashier behind the counter.

But there was things that had to be done here and the coffee was little more than an arbitrary obstacle. One that he could at least enjoy as he made room for Lahabrea to order, navigating towards an empty table.]

Thankfully for us, I don't need a metric stick to mark out a meter; my cane is two centimeters shy of a full meter, it'll be close enough for this.

As you wish.

[It's offered perfectly neutrally. It doesn't matter in the slightest to Lahabrea what name the measurement system should be given. Whether or not he'll actually refer to it by that name is another question entirely, that can be something for later.

As for his own order, Lahabrea makes it in a much the same way as he might anything else - straighforwardly and with minimal outward emotion. As if it is merely another interaction, for all that it is very much necessary so that they might be able to set and discuss that which they intend to.

And either way, once his order is made, he follows Szelhamos to the table in question.

It does, admittedly, take a minute before he answers, but most of that is due to eyeballing the cane in question and taking a moment to hold up the length in his mind's eye.]

By my own measuring, that would be a little more than a yalm.

So that sounds about on par with what's referred to as a 'yard', a different measurement system called the Imperial system. Roughly, of course, we don't have any measurement tools at the moment.

[And even if they did, he wouldn't be able to see them. Frustrating, but he'd make due.]

Would a fulm be more or less than that?

[The Oracle was of course, out and on the table in a flash, recording as quickly as he could. Was his memory capable of retaining this information without it? Sure! But there was nothing wrong with backup.]

[The mention of there being some similarity to something Szelhamos knows is noted, albeit more as a sort of academic curiosity. It is, perhaps, odd that more than one world might have very similar units of measurement, but neither is it all that much stranger than many of the other things that have already happened since his arrival in this world.]

Less. There are three fulms to a yalm.

... Huh.

[That's... actually fascinating because-]

That's how many feet are in a yard. It sounds like your system might be one for one the same as the Imperial system... Honestly fascinating considering the sheer difference in location.

[Entirely different universes sharing the same system? Extremely interesting, digging into the meaning behind that would just have to wait for later though.]

Let's go smaller, I'm curious. If you were to take a fulm and break it up into smaller units, what would those be called? As an example: a foot is broken up into twelve inches.

[There are certainly some interesting implications, in that. Ones that Lahabrea is not immediately going to seek to explore, but they are interesting all the same. Something to ponder over later, perhaps. For now, there are still other questions at hand.]

A fulm is broken up into ilms.

So... A yalm is equal to a yard. A fulm is equal to a foot...

Are there twelve ilms in a fulm?

[Following the basic pattern he's seeing here.]

There are.

[This is offered surprisingly neutrally, for a man who is learning just now that some other world has a very similar system of measurement. But as long as he focuses on the more scientific aspect of it he doesn't need to dwell too much on the oddity of it all.]

[Szel is only marginally more energetic about it, but the emotion behind it is distinctly one of excitement.

Excitement being held down like he's trying to smother someone to death, but excitement nevertheless.]

Then that's equivalent to an inch. It seems like your system is one to one a complete match of the Imperial system...

So bearing this in mind, how many yalms tall would you normally be? For comparison's sake, I'll just let you know that in my unaltered state, I'd be three and one third yalms tall.

Some seven or so yalms tall.

[He could be more precise if he wanted to be. But just at the moment he doesn't see any particular necessity to, either. Not when the point is that normally he would be a fair bit taller than he currently is.]

So roughly twenty one fulms, which is twenty one feet.

[Finally. There is a minute amount of tension relief in his face and shoulders, apparently the lack of information was actually really bothering him.]

... Yeah I can see why you'd probably not feet the average shot of whiskey.

Mmm.

[There's a nod of agreement, the gesture habit for all that Szelhamos can't see it.]

It has certainly made such attempts less appealing, here.

Hiya!

Me and Del are opening our new diner this Tuesday. We're calling it Lumturo, a lighthouse in a sea of cares! Come over for some good food, a good view, and if you're feeling brave, the stage will be open for anyone to have a crack at performing.

I'll reserve a table for you if you want to come, so tell all your mates too!

[Attached is more information and directions! It's located overlooking Stellari's airship docks.]

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