Evvy pursed her lips, worried. Where could this woman be from? She'd never heard of Emelan, or Namorn, or Yanjing--the three biggest countries in the world! And she was naming all these places that Evvy had never heard of--Tortall? Tyra? They sounded like lands out of a child's storybook.
"Oh. That's...interesting," Evvy said, trying to be polite. Luvo looked up at her, and she picked him up. "I'm not tricking, either--honest. If I was tricking, I think you'd know by now." She grinned a little shakily. "This place is so strange!"
She walked over to a chair and sat in it, Luvo in her lap. Really, she just wanted the comfort of his presence; he was the only familiar thing in this strange world. "Are you a mage, by any chance?"