Kit supposes he is the most qualified dwarf in Aifaran to be answering these questions, by way of being--to his knowledge anyway--the only dwarf in Aifaran. He raises his eyebrows, sucks in a breath, and does his best.

"This place--" and here, he spreads his arms out to either side of himself, gesturing around them at the peculiar city, "--is Aifaran. It's a city. Near as I can tell, just about everyone here is originally from somewhere else, even most of the locals. It's--" another pause, his expression considering a moment, "...safe, I think. As safe as any other city I ever visited back where I'm from in my world."

As for the moon? Kit glances up at the sky, squinting some, and then just shakes his head. "I'm definitely the wrong one to ask about the moon--and the only, uh, gem I've met since coming here is Padparadscha." He watches Rutile to gauge their response, to see if his instinct here was correct, that the pair of them are from the same world.