“I need a map of this realm,” she said, her voice a command. “Or a phone so I can use the GPS thing.”
“R-r-realm?” The male stuttered.
She could sense his fear, and she smiled inwardly. Stupid humans. “Yes. The human realm. This place.” She waved her hands around her. Oh, yes, country. That’s what the land was called here. A country. “This country,” she corrected herself.
“You mean the United States?”
“Sure, sure. Whatever. Where do I get either of these items?”
“There’s a d-d-department store just down the street.” His teeth were chattering now, and Myanin thought it was a miracle he hadn’t lost his bowels.
“What is a d-d-department store?” Geez, where did they come up with these ridiculous names?
“It’s a store?” His answer sounded more like a question than an explanation.
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