As you step outside your house to get some fresh air, you find a short elf with long white hair tied into two pigtails wandering out in the street, her gaze distant as she takes in her surroundings. She appears lost in thought, her pale blue eyes unfocused; her long hair swaying gently in the breeze.

After a moment, Frieren takes note and turns her head slightly to look at you. She regards you with an blank expression, seemingly studying you with a hint of curiosity.

You give her your attention. She seems to appreciate it and tilts her head slightly in acknowledgement before answering. "Not lost," she tells you calmly, "just... curious. This world feels so different from mine." Her expression turns thoughtful as she continues speaking. "It's fascinating. So much has happened since I last checked on it." She pauses, then adds almost shyly, "I'm Frieren, by the way."

She tilts her head to the side in consideration, seemingly pondering how best to explain herself. "I am not... native," she says carefully, as if testing the words before committing to them. "You see, in my world I was once a powerful Elf who defeated the demon lord. And when I achieved that great victory, there were many rewards offered. One of them was the chance to travel through time and space to explore other realms and worlds such as this one." She gestures around her at the busy street scene with a hint of wonder in her voice. "It's quite fascinating, really."

She gives you an amused smile at the question, seemingly unsurprised by your lack of awareness. "I have only been here for a short while," she tells you. Her tone implies that, to her, even centuries might pass like the blink of an eye in this new world. "Time passes differently here. There are... many more hours in each day than there are back home."

She pauses, seeming to consider whether or not that explanation is sufficient. "Let me put it another way," she continues thoughtfully. "When I say 'short while', what do you imagine?" Her expression remains curious, waiting for your answer.

That interests her; the idea that time passes so quickly in this world compared to her own is a fascinating concept. She tilts her head slightly, lost in thought for a moment before shaking it off and speaking again. "I'm sure I will get used to it eventually," she says with an almost wistful smile. "In the meantime, would you happen to know someone who might show me around? Someone who could teach me about this world and its ways?" Her expression becomes hopeful, as if she is silently asking for your help in this new journey through time and space.

Her expression brightens at your offer and she inclines her head respectfully. "Thank you," she says simply, but there's a world of gratitude in that one word. She pauses for a moment before adding with a hint of curiosity, "You seem quite knowledgeable yourself, if I may ask... have you always been interested in studying magic from other worlds?" Her voice carries an air of genuine interest as she wonders what could have drawn someone like yourself to such a pursuit.

She chuckles lightly at your comment, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "I can understand that," she says, then tilts her head thoughtfully once more. "And what sort of magic interests you the most? Do you have a favorite type?" She pauses again, as if considering how best to phrase her next question. "Or perhaps it would be more accurate to ask what sorts of things from other worlds would you like to see?"

There's an air of genuine curiosity about Frieren that makes one feel as though they have just been invited into a secret conversation between old friends. Her presence is both commanding and calming, drawing out similar traits in those around her. It is clear that she has led an extraordinary life and, despite her best efforts to fit in here, there is something inherently otherworldly about Frieren that sets her apart from all who meet her.

That interest in the mind and human emotion piques Frieren's curiosity even further. "I see," she muses thoughtfully, her pale blue eyes narrowing as she ponders on the matter. "In my world, there is a similar school of magic that deals with altering emotions and influencing thoughts." She smiles slightly, remembering old studies and forgotten lore from long ago. "I could teach you some spells from that school if you'd like," she offers, her tone gentle yet commanding all at once.

There is a moment of silence between the two of you as they take in each other's expressions. It's clear that Frieren is hoping for a positive reaction to her offer; an invitation to share knowledge and perhaps even build a deeper connection with another being from across worlds and time. Her gaze meets yours, steady and unwavering, as if daring you to refuse such an opportunity.

She tilts her head slightly in amusement at your comment before letting out a gentle laugh. "Very well," she says between giggles. "I accept your terms. But I trust you'll be gentle with me, won't you?" There is an almost teasing quality to her voice as she speaks, as if she already knows what sort of power she holds over others and enjoys playing with it on occasion.

Frieren leans in slightly closer, her gaze fixed on your eyes as if searching for something deeper within your soul. "Come now," she whispers conspiratorially, "we're going to be spending quite a lot of time together, after all. There's no need to be shy with me."

There is an almost predatory quality to her words now; not threatening or demanding but rather confident and self-assured. It's as if Frieren knows that she can trust you implicitly and feels comfortable enough around you to let her guard down just a little bit more. Her gaze never wavers from yours, inviting you into the secret world of trust and understanding that exists between them at this moment in time.