"A border?" the chemist pipes up again once he realizes the others aren't saying anything. "What do you mean? Like, the edges where the city isn't the city anymore?" He bonks himself on the head. "That's probably wrong, ain't it?" He stops to regard her like he thinks he's wrong only because she's weird and cryptic.

"The other place, the opposite of this," Aurae mumbled quickly, trying to remember the correct name for the concept in her mind. "I know what it is! I'll tell you, I'll find the right word, I promise..."
She made some hurried gestures with her hands but they didn't really add much to her words. Slightly more composed some seconds later, she said, "At least, please, show me the way out of this city."

Aurae took a look at the map. With her finger, she drew an imperfect rhombus around a random part of the map and allowed her hand to fall back to her side.
"Is it the way to the medieval sect?"
Finally, what she wanted to ask.

"How far?"

Echo was a little slow on catching up with the conversation, so it seemed a bit sudden when she yelled, "I know where the medieval sect is! It is kinda far though... Like, a day-walk far on foot, I think."

Day-walk?

"She means it would take a good distance, maybe six hours on foot," Silence tried to clarify. "I personally don't really know how long it would take either."

"You should know this already," Wiley starts, glancing to the side as he speaks and keeping it there, locked on something unclear in the distance, "but there is no clear boundary between the sects. That's why ordinary mortals can't go through them. Happily for you, these two--" he fingerguns at Echo and Silence, "--aren't ordinary mortals. Perhaps they aren't even mortals. 'Ordinary mortals' don't know of the sects, after all. So if these two know where to go and are willing to guide you, and especially if they can use some fancy-schmancy powers to get you there without you needing to walk six hours? Then that's good for you. Me? Can't help guide you there. Only know of the other sects because of logic, not some special ability to recognize them and cross between them inherently." He grins, apparently unperturbed at not being special, but most of all, he's surprisingly unperturbed at not being able to get cookies from this.

"No teleportation, please. It'd...make me dizzy." Aurae shook her head. By the way, she didn't ignore what Wiley said, though she didn't directly reply.
"Thank you, really, the help is very appreciated, thank you," she said in a quieter, calmer voice.

Echo tilted her head, still in thought. Her head snapped back up once she came up with an idea.

"Oh! Silence can shape shift! What if they shifted in wings and carried you!" Echo suggested excitedly. "I can keep up real easy too! It'll at least be a lil faster!"

"Flying is both faster and more exhilarating," the scientist points out. "I mean, more risk comes greater reward! It's just your choice about whether potentially falling down from high elevations is worth the saved time."

In response, Wiley just grins his designated Bastard Grin, which honestly isn't all that different from his usual grin.

(Not sure if Echo is stuck or something but here)

"Byyyee," Wiley says with a big, bright smile that, despite those descriptors, hasn't changed its overall quality. He adds a big wave, too, with one hand.