Nene mused on this for a long, spark-flashing while, nodding along with what Kostya said, to herself after. "OK, so one," she began, startling sudden again. "Yer land spirit sounds like what everybody callsa Lith 'round here, if it's the kinda land I think it is. Second, you landed somewhere yer arrangement's like /backwards/ to most everybody. Not to say it is..."

The newt half up a foreleg to that, waving it along.

"'cause somebody else here decided 's Aethies b'long to sorcerers. Like semantically. There's a guild. 's some awkward shit, man."