Part I: As above, so below
Bill eyed Mordred while he spoke, likely taking in a greater amount of detail about the man.
"Wow. I'd say you're either a real big Ren fair enthusiast, or else from some kind of place most us of would compare to the distant past. More so than anyone else I know who's landed here."
"But yeah; your assessment of those two is correct, as I think you'd understand it. Anyway, they're both beholden to the Counsel, who're the elected officials that govern the city. No monarchy here," he assured, drawing another sip of cola.
"They're decent folks, pretty much." He gestured toward the city. "Running any place is hard, and we've got a packed population, in a small place. A fair number, like I said, with powers."
Bill nodded at the white and blue clad teen's words. "You're right. We don't want to camp here too long. Though, I should emphasize, people knowing you're here is unavoidable, and the real thing is not to be known in a bad way. Which means, be careful what you do with your powers. Please."
He then addressed that last question: "Not a ton, exactly. I was told you folks would know as much as I do. Metaphysical heart thingy stolen -- cosmos in peril -- a real shit calamity if it isn't recovered -- and you five are the big hope for doing that. No pressure?" he smiled ruefully.
"There's someone I think I want to connect you with. Goes by 'Sylph.' She's the best networker I know, owes me a favor, and has met the Doc. Like me, he helped her Arrive here. Also -- she and her brother used to be with the Friends. Not as heavy hitters, but in a recon position. The so-called 'Wonder Twins.' She hates their guts, but knows plenty about their operations."