So uh, yeah. This is....not the parking lot of the EconoPLUS Offworld Licensing Bureau. This is someplace....else. Yes. Else. And given how much vend machine subscriptions cost around here, it's a level of fancy that she should probably not even be looking at with her eyes let alone having her very small breakdown in.

"Bathroom," she mumbles instinctively to nobody. Why did she say that? She doesn't need to make up a reason to be here. Also why is there a bar.

The sparkles extends a pseudopod with an arrow on the end and says "The bathroom is that way. Also, if you'd like to no longer have biological needs, I can do that."

"Okay thanks!" she yelps. A cloud of helpful sparkles with freaky good hearing! Sure! She doesn't know all the latest brand ambassadors. She'll go that way, she guesses!

After a brief stint in a frighteningly comfortable and well-appointed bathroom in which she does not scream and scream and scream at all, Alioth returns feeling slightly better and wanders back to the weird blue cloud. "You help people? Like biologically? Or I mean, like, for real?" Words why.

"I do! I can help with any problems you tell me about." TBH if anyone ever said "just guess what you think my problems might be and try to solve them" Anda would totally go for that, but that's something that only gets said to significantly less scared-looking bar visitors.

Eh, why the heck not. It's not like reasoning with the OWLB was getting anywhere. Let the cheese-eating magical firework take a stab at it!

"Okay, so I've been back and forth arguing with the main desk for like three days now—" Hold it. No. Nope. She hates crying in front of people, and yet every time she feels utterly furious it just—okay, back, phew. "Sorry, I just, I'm trying to get through Terran space. But I'm from Cordant, and it's not in network, so I needed to buy the voucher application, which I did, but then—"

This explanation is going terribly isn't it. Glance at inscrutable blue sparkles. How's she doing so far?

"Oh, that sounds like you might want a teleport somewhere! Where would you like to go, and would you like me to come with you? I can both come with you and stay here at the same time, and I like exploring new universes." 

What? she thinks. "What?" she says.

"I don't—I mean, I don't know exactly. I—" Well, here goes nothing. "Okay, so I think the Affini—took—my brother. I don't know for sure, but I can't get through to anyone. I don't know if it's even safe to go even if I could, but if I could just go I could at least like, scope out the area."

She shrugs miserably. Would she hitchhike with the weird blue sparkles? Yeah she would.

"I could also stick my metaphorical head out the door and contact your brother telepathically. I have a policy of not telling other people where someone is without their permission, but if they're alive and willing to have me pass a message I can pass a message, or bring you to them or them to you as convenient. And if they're dead I can bring them back to life here and then you can both go wherever."

Guh?? And that word that she's been oh so carefully not letting herself think about.
"Well yeah, if you can figure out if he's— I mean, where he is—then yes! My name's Alioth Green—my brother would get that I'm looking for him. His name's David. Oh, do you need his number or TID or..." Helpless gesturing. "And like, he might be totally fine, in which case I will feel so embarrassed to be asking you this and also so, so unbelievably psyched. Can I ask you to just—" Nope, not crying in front of strangers! "—check on him? If that's a thing you can do?"

The more they talk, the more it seems to Alioth like a thing that this sentient swirl of blue starlight glitter and efficient fiberarts can in fact do.