"Don't understand 'sufficiently-advanced'."

"It's the thing where the aliens know so much technology and hide it real well that it looks like magic or something."

"Magic!" she says brightly, and repeats the alien word she said earlier.

"Oh, magic's not real," clarifies the yellow who explained, "it's just in stories."

"And movies," says Alaior.

"Movies are a kind of story, darling."

...She frowns and shakes her head. "Magic," she insists.

"Magical aliens!" chirps Alaior.

"There'll be some explanation or other," someone opines. "Maybe it's like 'Ruins of the Oyster Lagoon'."

"Is that the one with the noncanonical movie, about the sea people -"

"You're thinking of Oyster Beach Horrors, Ruins is about people who use a lot of lost technology and don't know how it works and think it's magic."

She shakes her head. "Magical aliens."

"Sure," he says, not convinced, but Alaior bounces.

She rolls her eyes at him and smiles at Alaior.

Alaior smiles back.

Cute kid.

She has paper and a charcoal stick; can she coax Alaior into drawing the alphabet from the song?

If she sings it - "- you want me to draw it? Drawing is for pictures not for letters." She has her own pocket everything and types it out.

...Huh. Okay. That works. Odette copies it down for future reference. Can she be induced to describe what sounds they make?

Yup!

Cool! She will guess at the spellings of the words she knows.

Alaior does not know many spellings but some of her relatives will help.

Excellent. And she will transcribe their names--she's Odette and that's Illia.

"Hi Odette and Illia!" says Alaior.

"Hi Alaior!"

She laughs.

Odette giggles.

"Odette Zavier. Illia Zavier."

"I'm Alaior Adaro."

She nods and looks questioningly at the others.

All of the women present are Adaros but the men have various other surnames.

Makes sense. She does illusions of their parents and points them out as Karole Zavier and Raikel Lehnsherr.