"Well that's a let down. Here I was hoping I'd get to grow a tail when I get older." They've started this ball rolling. Might as well keep the joke going for a minute.

"It's...something, isn't it? I didn't really think it was this possible to be so far from home. It's a lot to take in and..." they pause for a moment, wondering if they should even go on. "I'm not used to seeing so much magic."

From humans, at least. Monsters back home used magic constantly. It was almost mundane for the monsters. Humans though. They hated magic. It reminded them too much of monsters. And the wizards who used it were just like the monsters, to be hated and scorned.

It's a weird feeling, seeing humans and everything not human interacting as well as they do. Of seeing a surface world that has an acceptance and use of magic.