Emilia looks around, looking for signs of anyone who could possibly listen.
"I don't think this is the right location and time for a detailed version of my story. I'll sum it up for you."
Her face shows signs of concentration as she recalls the first encounter. With a sigh, Emilia starts to tell what happened.
"It send my mind into a busy city, something you see everyday. It made me compare it to a river, which made me realize how lone all these busy people down the streets were. The water of the river works together and creates a considerable force. In the city, everyone was busy with themselves. Besides that, the river represented the Nomads. It told me they share information with themselves, through a network. I was surprised that it told me such vital information."
She takes another sip from the glass.
"That was just a summary, but I believe that this is enough already. For more details, I think that my ship might be a better option later on. We had a ... 'discussion' about humanity and Nomads, although I did not say anything that could be dangerous for our survival. Even though none of them was hostile to anyone who showed reasonable neutral to friendly behaviour, I don't dare trusting them at this point."
She smiles a bit. "Pirates usually have the best loot", Emilia quietly thinks to herself, and she takes another sip.
