"Well, I hope I'll be able to help!  English is already enough of a mess if you do speak it."

"Maybe I should get one of those collections of Tirran writings. I think there are some in the library. It'll have to be tomorrow though, you're only allowed to check out books once a day."

"That would be interesting to see!"

Weiya will study quietly for about an hour, narrating her thoughts with occasional digressions into slice of life things- Always with a giving, positive tone.

Alicia... Starts to feel almost but not quite an itch somewhere in her kitsune mind. These diagrams do not make a lot of sense starting from the middle, but there are hints of sense here, like looking at a completed puzzle that you don't know the rules to, and it feels sometimes like an epiphany might be just out of reach.

Hmmm.

Damn, she wishes she could take notes or have an IDE or something.  Well.  "Have an IDE" is "take notes" but in a fancier form.

She's learning a lot from rubberducking, anyway!

It doesn't really help that changing one of the variables also changes most of the rest of them.

Anyway she thinks she has fixed all the problems and has a completed working spell! This particular weird spirally shape apparently, for some reason, condenses air into cooking oil. It's called Apprentice's Fry. And most places that serve fry foods cook with it, since it's so cheap.

She's not going to cast it here in a study room, of course. And it's getting a bit late, so Weiya should go home soon.

...Honestly it's a lot like one of those videogames where you do stuff with lasers.

"...That's weird, what the hell is the stoichiometry of that...

"Erm.  Everything is made up of specific stuff.  And it's all the same stuff.  So if you turn air into cooking oil, theoretically, you are rearranging the stuff that's in the air into the cooking oil, but then the math doesn't, I don't think, make sense...  But that's...  Huh.  What even is cooking oil...  ...I haven't the slightest clue."

"Anyway yeah you should get some sleep, I say, like a hypocrite - erm.  A person who doesn't take their own advice?"

"See you around?"

"Do you want to meet somewhere again tomorrow? Maybe by the potato fry stall. I go there for lunch a lot."

"Sure!  When?  At lunchtime?  Or earlier?"

"At lunchtime sounds good! It was really nice meeting you. Thank you again for helping find Mango!"

Hug!

Happy fox noises!

And...  Probably, off she goes to Megi's place, unless something else interesting happens?

The city moves around her, as cities do. There are a number of possible quest hooks if she goes looking. Someone's having a party. Someone's having a public breakup. Someone's being arrested. Someone's arguing with a customer who thinks they've been scammed. Someone's spouting sexist crap, drunk. At one point, someone tries sort of halfheartedly to catch her in a cage, muttering about wild foxes. Etc.

Megi's scent is still clear enough to follow... Soooort of. There are a LOT of scents in the city and the confusing mess makes it trickier. Waiting too much longer might have posed a problem. But here is a nice and quiet-ish little side street, where Megi's scent goes right up to the door on a townhouse and then vanishes inside.

...Drunk sexist probably gets bitten if they don't Shut Up when hissed at!

"I am quite civilized, thank you," she says to the person trying to cage her.

And then, Megi's place, to crash at.

Yeah she will in fact have to deliver a bite to get that guy to shut up about what lesson his girlfriend needs to learn.

The place Megi's scent ends at is locked up, actually.

Are there any open windows, then?

The wooden shutters on a window two stories up are unlatched and open. The smell of cooking wafts out.

Then perhaps up she shall go to that window!

With a bit of effort to climb and clamber, she can!

Looks like a studio apartment where some guy is making a stir fry. On a fancy magic-countertop-stove. Decently nice place. He doesn't notice her right away. No scent of Megi.

It... Does seem like an apartment-ish building on further inspection?

"Scuse me, I don't want to interrupt, but a friend of mine is staying here, and I was going to meet her; could I nip through really quick?"

"Uhhhhhhhhh..."

Blink blink.

"...You're a kitsune?"

"Yes, I'm a kitsune.  And I'm politely asking if I might pass through your space in order to find my friend, or if I should go somewhere else."

"I don't think we're supposed to let people into the building?" (Especially kitsunes, given that the rumors one hears about them are all 'they had an orgy' or 'they stole a priceless personal memento' or 'they blackmailed a guy'.) "Do you know what apartment number, I can go deliver a message, this has a few minutes to simmer."

"I don't think I do, unfortunately.  Just that they went through the front door and I can't smell them having left.  Should probably have checked the other windows..."

"Yeah, maybe she left hers open if she was expecting you."

He stirs some stir fry.

"Well.  Guess I'll see if there's anybody else who did, then.  Have a nice dinner."

...Is there an open window, or one smelling of Megi?