+1 Small Detective

[spoilsfun]

Conan was starting to get a headache.

Upon arriving here, he'd immediately watched the PSA and gathered up as many different kinds of brochures he could locate. He'd spent a few minutes in the plaza, spreading them out on the ground as he checked them against each other and scribbled down observations in his notebook. It still wasn't nearly enough information. He wasn't going to believe he had actually stumbled into a multiverse without more evidence than this.

That left one option.  For the rest of the afternoon Conan lingers around the plaza, ambushing anyone in the area with a carefully cheerful interrogation.

" Hello!  Could you help me?"

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[efyoukinggaron]

"That all depends on your question."

Why yes, that IS some sort of eyeless dragon talking to you, Conan. His tail flickers side to side as he cocks his head to the side.

"What exactly do you need help with?"

[spoilsfun]

...And now he was talking to an eyeless dragon. Conan mentally adds yet another check in support of the hallucination theory.

"Explanations, I guess. I read all the brochures, but they didn't have much information. Do you know anything about this place?"

[efyoukinggaron]

"I thought the brochures did. Or they didn't went in enough details, I guess." He sits on his hind, making sure his tail's not in his way. "Besides being a place where people from different universes meet, there's also shops, libraries, restaurants... you name it, it's likely the Nexus has it. But if you're asking for specific buildings, I might be able to direct you. Or maybe one of my friends could, two of them are very knowledgeable about the Nexus."

[spoilsfun]

"Are there any maps of it? That might be easier than asking for directions to everywhere." It wasn't precisely the information he was looking for, but it was useful information. "I'd like to learn more about the Nexus too. Are your friends near here?"

[efyoukinggaron]

"Maps... would be impossible here. It shifts randomly- see how it looks right now? It can change anytime. Like," with a claw, he points to a road in the Plaza, "currently, the Crossroad Café is found there. Yesterday?" He points to a different road, "it was there, and the day before," he points to yet another road, "it was there.

"However!" He lifted a claw up in the air. "That doesn't mean there's no consistency. The Crossroad Café is always in the Plaza, just like how the Grand Library is always at the exit towards the Wilds. And between the Wilds and the Plaza is where my friends has their house at. The road and scenery changes, but it's always between the same places."

[spoilsfun]

"...Are you being serious right now?"

Conan found the idea of randomly moving landmarks very hard to believe. But it was so ridiculous that he couldn't think of any good reason to lie about it.