She smiles, although inwardly berating herself on the speech manner earlier. She doesn't deny the fact that she can run her mouth a tiny bit, but seeing that it hasn't done any massive damage, she's pretty sure she's ok. He's being friendly, and that's a hint that she's okay, and definitely haven't hit any hard strings with anyone. She relaxes, and puts a bigger smile on her face. The way that he speaks, though, seems to her like new blood is rather common, if it becomes a thing to get used to. "I guess it's common to see new faces here then, huh?"

She giggles at the thought of a magic portal. Of course, it seems a little out of the ordinary, and even with her world, it's not usually common to come by a portal of all things, but she's heard things. "Hey, that sounds like fun!" She might as well try, right? Anything is helpful, now. Plus, it's not a crime to have a bit fun now, is it? "How do I find myself a seat?" Does one usually say stuff like this? Maybe it's also common to find chairs just randomly?

Or perhaps a metaphor?

But that's not what catches her attention, but the things he says afterwards--"you know colours?" She's pretty shocked, a person who knows colours, but not fractions. She's never heard of such a thing, but perhaps it's one of those people who don't have fractions. Or is that not a thing--she knows far too little about her own world, and it's a little strange, the more she talks to this person, the more she feels like something is amiss in her own world. Has the creators really held back in giving the knowledge to the people? She's not sure, but she's certain that things like this doesn't come around very often--she'll have to take it as it comes.

"You were made? How does that work?" She pauses--did she overstep her boundaries? "I mean, I'm not sure how...that works..."