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Who: Bethany Hawke and Sam Winchester
Where: Sam's room, then probably -- in Sam's room?
When: A day before the Aether leak!
Rating: PG-13 at highest.
Summary: Bethany fulfills a promise to a new friend.
The Story: It's been a month, now.

A month of sitting in her room and staring at her hands, wondering if there's anything different beneath her skin. Reanimated corpses didn't look alive -- she knew that much from when they'd found her mother. Whatever strangeness this was, it wasn't that.

It's the flower that she carefully hung from her roof to dry, safe and away from tiny paws, that reminds her that she promised Sam that she would see him. She still doesn't really know how to work the devices aside from the video function.

She heaves a deep sigh, makes sure both the pets have food, and heads to where Sam is listed as staying.

I should've called first, she thinks as she lifts her hand to knock.

Too late now, though. Too late for a lot of things.

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"I think we'd benefit much more from that, but I don't know that the Chantry would allow something like that to get out of their control." She thinks about the qunari, though, and their black powder. "Although they might not be able to hold that position forever."

She frowns. "So much of all worlds, especially my own, keeps so many secrets. It's no wonder nothing ever gets done until things reach a boiling point and..." she glances to the side, "...things become violent. I shouldn't be surprised that this place is the same."

"The Chantry?" There's a pause. "Let me guess... like a church? Your, uh... faith?"

Sounds like organized religion. He'd been a big believer in Christianity until he'd spent the amount of time he'd spent in Hell.

"Even with all its quirks, Wonderland's a lot like everywhere else," Sam agrees, glancing around at the room created for him by Wonderland's magic. "It's got a bunch of people who are all different and there's everything from parties to tragedy. We may not have seen it all before, but... like I said, I don't think its patterns are that far off from what we're all used to, if you boil it down."

"The biggest religion in Thedas -- the land where I'm from," she confirms with a nod.

She knows it's silly to expect them all to band together and fight without there being any conflict between any of them, but it's just something she hoped would happen.

"A whole new world with all the same problems as usual. It makes you wonder whether you'd ever be able to escape them without changing the basic nature of man -- and some other species too, from the way things seem here." She pauses.

"And it makes me wonder whether Thedas would eventually come up with such ... devices." She draws her phone from the pouch in the front of her robes.

"'Basic nature' is basic for a reason," Sam says, offering a shrug. "It's how people, including a lot of non-humans, are... wherever you're from. Sometimes it gives you some common ground to go on in situations like this, but it can make for trouble. Basic nature means people will fall back on the same instincts and vices a lot of the time."

Old habits die hard and all that, though sometimes they're more dangerous to others, and to themselves, than just 'habits.'

"It might," he concedes, raising his eyebrows. "If your world doesn't have that stuff now, it doesn't mean you never will. Someone might invent it in your time, even."

You never know, right?

"I should be happy that it gives me something where I'll know the outcome."

As for the statement about phones -- she laughs.

"I don't think it would be in my time, unless it was aided by magic in some way." She may or may not have asked the closet for a few copies of her phone so that she could take them apart. She hasn't gotten to the putting them back together bit just yet.

"They're very much more complex than anything I've ever seen at home. We don't even have electricity, yet."

Someone's been reading science books in her spare time.

"Electricity opens some pretty big doors," Sam says, smiling easily. "If you do develop it, you'll see. A lot of other things come after."

Many of them are frivolous, but as lot are necessity. Electricity for heat, for cooking, for light and utility.

"At least you can explore the theory here and see it in action." He glances to a nearby light bulb, nodding distantly. "Even if you don't remember it when you're back, it's still interesting to look into it now."

That's how he feels about magic, about the supernatural within Wonderland that they don't have access to in his world.

She nods eagerly.

"Of course. I don't think any knowledge can ever really be wasted, or ever really forgotten." She purses her lips, then, "Much like this place can hurt and torture us, it can't really take us fully away from the worlds that we came from."

It seems as if Sam is a kindred spirit, at least when it comes to the pursuit of knowledge.

In other words, they're both total nerds.

"No, but it does take away the knowledge we get here," Sam reminds her, frowning. "Completely, as far as I can tell."

Trying to find a way to retain those memories was one of his long-term goals, though there hasn't been much progress on that front.

"Which, I am reminded, is why I'm here today." Aside from talking about the whole 'dying' thing.

The knowledge that she was hoping to gain from him about the device. She draws her phone out of her pocket.

"If you're still willing to help me, of course."

"Oh - Yeah, 'course." He'd nearly forgotten about that, if only because the mage had died soon after the conversation and... well, that's a pretty distracting thing. Sam smiles hastily, pulling out his own device, glancing between the two.

"Alright, so... is there anything specific you want to know about, or how to do, first? Or should I just do a general run-through kind of thing?"

While she's gotten down the basics, she's sure that it would still be helpful to have an explanation. She turns her device in her hands.

"I'd love a basic overview of what this thing is exactly supposed to do. I know what people use it for, of course, but that's rarely an object's only intended purpose."

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