Jennifer
Nelra yiped at the voice, having failed to notice the individual sitting on the crate above her. Slowly, the younger girl raised her gaze toward Kai. "Twilight... Town...?" She peered up at the sky to see if what he was saying was true and indeed it was. "So the sun is always like that..." She looked back to him. "Who are you...?"
Bessie
"Kaz. Your friendly neighborhood informant." He said with all the energy of a sloth. 

He turned another page and quickly slid a bookmark to save his spot before closing the book altogether. Slipping off the crate, he made his way around to better regard the young lady. He extended his had for her to take if she needed assistance getting up, but otherwise held back his surprise at seeing someone so young get dumped into this place alone. He was sure it happened tons, but it was his first time being face with it. Hopefully, she held some insight into what world had just fallen.

"What's you name and are you alright?"
Jennifer
Nelra blinked at Kaz, pondering over the odd introduction. She eyed the outreached hand warily before slowly taking it into her own. "I'm...... Nelra..." She took a surprisingly long time to recollect her own name. "I... Think I'm okay..." Kaz would have little trouble supporting the small girl's weight as she pulled herself to her feet, though she would quickly lose her balance and stumble forward as soon as she let go. She'd fall back to the floor if unaided.
Bessie
Kaz quickly caught the girl and tried to help her to here feet properly. Seemed she might still be adjusting to things. He wondered if she had been sleeping there for quite a while. Passing through worlds must takes its toll on kids more than adults.

"Careful now, if you need to take a seat then we can find you a bench. Are you sure you are alright?"
Jennifer
Nelra blinked as she was caught, looking up as Kaz with a blush and nodding. "Yeah... I just need to sit down for a while..." She furrowed her brow as she looked around once more in an effort to get her bearings. Everything about where she was felt a little off. As they moved to find a place to sit, she would look down at the plushy in her arm again. "Chirithy...? How did we get here...?" She seemed a tad old to be talking to stuffed animals...