"I don't mind."

"Don't mind checking in or don't mind not checking in?"

"Either."

"Okay then!"

She guides them to a portal, and then there are more domes full of fairies to immortalize.

Boop.

Plenty of booping! If Riya had any particular insight as to why people were giving them slightly odd looks, it might provide some insight into the general makeup of the colony that the fact that the Lady's daughter was riding a unicorn at top speed and occasionally shrieking with joy was considered less strange than the fact that she was bringing a mortal with her to do it.

Riya has no idea why they are being given weird looks, and it's actually sort of disconcerting, but Alcallah seems to be fine, so. Onwards to booping.

This takes a while, even though the unicorn's healing powers apply reflexively enough that it doesn't have to deal with exhaustion and slow down like a horse would. Riya may get hungry by the time they've finally finished.

Yes... but does that mean she has to say so? To a person? That sounds hard. Maybe she will just wait.

Would any of her copied magics prevent her stomach from growling?

No, but she's not hungry enough to make sounds yet.

Well, okay then. They can just finish their rounds and then skedaddle back to Kanimir.

Yes.

Kanimir is sitting on a magically-comfy-for-sitting on rock and doing miscellaneous things with quartz.

That seems like a Kanimirish sort of activity, yes.

"Hello."

"Hello. How did it go?"

"I made lots of people really immortal. Now I'm hungry."

"I brought food." He produces some pastries with tomato bread filled with dried meats and vegetables.

"Thank you."

Nom.

And Kanimir, who had been too deep in studying fugue to think about such things, brings out a carefully opaque water bottle with a sports cap and drinks.