[ Hilda had never really seen the point in bullying people unless there was good reason to. Then again, her bar for that was rather low and really only had two criteria: they were usually men and usually had some sort of attitude that needed a little bit of humbling. As far as she can tell, Yor doesn't tick either of those boxes.

And as for weird? She's got a best friend at home is a little quiet and a little gloomy but no less wonderful. It hardly seems fair to judge someone just because they're a little odd.

The feeding station comes into view and she offers her a bag of feed. ]

Of course. And I don't mean that in a sex way either. I think relying on each other is the only way we're going to be able to figure anything out about this place. And how to get out of here.

[ She motions down the other path where there was typically an area for guests to sit and feed birds. ]

Is this world pretty similar to yours?