Miguel & Richie
He drank some more beer as Richie spoke, then gave a small somewhat humorless smile. "I've already been warned off the w-word. Which seems... bizarre, I guess. Most of the stuff that I've seen happen here is a variant on something I've already encountered back home. The work I've been doing... It wouldn't surprise me if we worked out genetic gender reassignment treatment within a decade or two. And the doors are a type of interdimensional portal. And so on. I've even seen magic, but it's always been controlled. This random 'wild' magic, and the wish thing... I don't get it. And I don't like feeling like that. Which is stupid in this place, I know."
He reached up to rub at his jaw, and still managed to look slightly surprised when there was a complete lack of stubble there. "I either need to get used to not understanding everything, or ... I dunno, invent some way of detecting and explaining wild magic."