"Grimm? You know, the big scary nightmare monsters?" Nora prompts as if this is something Setsuna really ought to know. The obliviousness goes all the way down, and Nora hasn't realized that other universes even exist, much less run on different physical and metaphysical principles than she's used to.

She stops eating cake long enough to free a hand and produce her scroll, a thumb drive-sized bit of tech that creates a hard light interface, making the whole affair strongly resemble a smartphone. It beeps a few times as Nora pokes through menus, and then she holds it up to display her license.