The hum of electricity was clear on the girl. Zu was so used to the constant hum on the station that she hadn't realised how much it stood out in this world. There were appliances on her body and some in her bag.
Upstation. Downtimers. It took her a moment to realise that she hadn't just misheard her. The Alltongue nudged her along, leading her mind to the right meaning. But it was still a clear sign of the different life she had let and what had been important in it. "I don't know if any trade office but worlds like this often do not have any use or cannot recognise the value of things we have to offer. I can give you money though. If you want... my uncle has a knack for making money through doors." She had been reluctant to accept it for a while. Not if people who couldn't spare any might have been robbed off it. That wasn't an issue anymore. Nowadays, her uncle seemed to pick the people with the biggest mouths and most conceited attitude. First on his family's request/ complaints, later because he found satisfaction in their astonished faces and then their anger.