"Oh..." In retrospect it didn't make much sense for a purple portal person to know Spanish, even if the other end of the portal was in Bolivia.

"I um.... where is this?"

"Noctimar."

...

Why did he think that would help, given that she's purple.

She points straight up to the ceiling. There is presumably a ceiling; there certainly isn't a sky. (The light doesn't really reach that far.) "Taldor?"

"I don't know where that is."

That is apparently a concerning thing to say. She cups her hand to her ear again.

He also finds this concerning.

"I'm from New York - uh, Earth. I think this is probably a different planet." 

"...Golarion," she supplies.

"Is that this planet's name?"

Nod.

"I haven't heard of Golarion either."

Shrug. ...she reaches into her backpack, and pulls out a big cloak, and makes to put it around his shoulders.

Okay then.

She then collects the corpse of the thing that was on his face, rips a little hooky appendage from it, and uses that to clip the cloak more closed at about waist height on him.

Probably she has a good reason for this.

Beckon beckon?

"-I um. Fell out of a portal that might let me get back home. If I can reach it."

She looks around. Waves her light-bearing arm a bit, then finds a pebble, says "uli" again while waving her hand, and winds up with the pebble glowing instead of the sleeve cinch; she offers him the rock.

"I-do you want me to throw the pebble at the portal?"

It has been a very long day. Except for how it's something like 9:10am and he woke up half an hour ago.

Shrug?

"-are you planning on leaving me here if I don't follow you."

Nod.

"Okay."

"Do you know if it would be possible for me to come back here later if I leave with you now."

Nod.

"Oh um. Okay I will follow you then."