Well, the fish don't have wings, but presumably she doesn't want flippers and aerokinesis either.

The inside of the inn is much the kind of place you might expect, given the outside. It features a stack of furniture in one corner, a somewhat bored young girl with a mop, a desk with a rack of keys hanging behind it, and two doors leading further into the building.

"Can I help you?"

"Hi, I'm new here on Terrance's back and I'm trying to pick an inn, yours was one of the ones in the directory at the market."

The girl straightens up and leans on her mop.

"Yes! I knew the registration fee was worth it. We have several rooms available; how long might you be staying?"

Well she's eager. Sapphire wasn't actually planning to commit to the first place she visited but she would feel bad leaving for no reason now. "I'm not really sure yet. I'm still trying to get oriented. The library was nice and so was the market but I'm not really sure whether I want to stay long term. If I do I guess I won't stay in an inn long term so a few days to a week? What comes with the room?" She almost asks about the bathroom and washing situation but her new powers mean she doesn't actually need to worry about it.

"We have rooms with one or two beds; rooms with a window are extra, but there's one free right now. Each room has a bar for the door, and under-bed storage for your luggage. We also have a hot breakfast every morning from first light to second bell, and there's a safe where you can check valuables with me during your stay," she rattles off.

"And the rooms have excellent soundproofing," she adds, her eyes not flickering to Sapphire's outfit for more than the briefest moment. "We had a whirl-the-wind in to do them."

"Does that mean the soundproofing is magic?" The bar isn't that important to her she guesses it's a bit like a lock before locks were easy to make. And it's not like she needs to store anything in her room.

Is the girl attracted to her or judging her? Does her soundtrack have any hints for her there? She's not sure if that's something it would do yet.

"No, it's not active magic. They're just good at sensing where air can get through and sealing it up without killing the ventilation," the girl explains.

It's hard to tell, because the girl is now studiously focused on making eye contact.

The background music sounds ... sad, maybe. Like an establishing shot, perhaps.

"I guess that would do a lot to keep things soundproof." And thick construction instead of the cheaper materials modern buildings are made of on her world probably do the rest. "Is there a story behind why you went to so much effort for that?"

The girl's smile turns brittle.

"It was my father's idea, actually. I don't think he ever told me why he chose to get that done, specifically. I think it's just part of our long history of excellence."

Oh, so her father is dead. Well probably anyway. "Alright then. So is there anywhere that I should visit while I'm here on Terrance?"

"Oh, certainly! You should definitely make time for a trip up to the council building — the views are incredible when Terrance is on the move."

She flips the mop from one hand to the other in thought.

"I would also take the time to stop by a tea shop if you can; we get much fresher stuff than the forests. Other than that ... what kinds of things are you interested in? The theater is frequently recommended."

She smiles at that. "The theater sounds fun. I enjoy meeting new people and learning about them. Other than that, I enjoy reading, exploring new places and learning new things." She expects she'll enjoy the last even more now that she has magic to help her pick things up faster.

"Well, Terrance isn't exactly a huge research center, but you might want to check out the Pickled Spectre. It's where the alchemists tend to hang out, and they're always talking about the newest writings out of the north," she advises.

"I'll have to keep that in mind. I don't know much about alchemy but it sounds like it could be fun to learn."

"Well, I'm not exactly an expert either. But if you're after intellectual types, that's definitely where you'll find them."

She leans in the direction of the counter.

"So can I get you a room for the night, at least?"

"Sure, it's 750 resh right?" She gets out that much money from her bag.