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“Well you don’t need to use any of those gems on my clothes, I don’t need anything that…” you look at a nearby dress lined with jewels, “sparkly. Just a white shirt. Humans typically wear something plain, maybe a few tasteful shapes.” When you look back, materials and tools are floating in the air, weaving around each other and being worked on by invisible hands. Is she doing that?
 
The side note of seeing a minotaur is bothering you. “Did you say something about a minotaur… with a bull’s head and everything?” You hope it’s nothing like the Greek myths.
 
“Oh yes, a dear friend of mine had some trouble with advice he gave from his seminar. It turned out alright, no hard feelings.” A piece of cut cloth hovers next to you, then back. “Fine businessman, but a bit… bull headed, forgive the expression.”
 
Thinking about the story about the labyrinth, and the beast that lay within isn’t close to her description. Maybe this place is more peaceful, or their nouns aren’t matching what you know. You decide to tell something a bit softer, although you can’t think of anything except vague information about your planet. Maybe you need to think of more specific things next time… “Well, I come from a place called Earth. From what I’ve heard so far, the difference is that there are only humans, no other self-aware beings. There’s about seven billion of us…” You stop, trying to think of… good parts. Dammit brain, why are you so bad at giving suggestions?
 
“Oh my stars, seven billion? I couldn’t imagine such a place… there must be so many things to see, the art, the culture! Why, I bet there’s no end to what you can do!” The white pony seems to be lost in her imagination while also making the fabric take shape.
 
Remembering her talking about needing help, you find a way to repay her for the clothes. “If you want, I can help you hunt for gems.”
 
Her eyes light up, “My, why didn’t I think of that?” Then she gazes into you while her glasses float away. “Why such a strong and courageous gentlecolt as yourself should have no problem taking care of all the dangers from a defenseless beauty. I bet we could go so far that we’ll find the most gorgeous precious stones… I’ll be famous across the land. You just need to use your brute strength to move some boulders, shoot acid at the creatures, and teleport when we find it…”
 
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