If you were to meet Eliza, she would ask you lots of questions. She would want to know how you appeared there (where she is), what you were looking for just before you arrived, maybe even what your last thought was. She would want to get a sense of whether or not you, in fact, know where you are, and why. While listening intently, her arms would sway back and forth, occasionally opening into something like a distant embrace. Then, she would probably, although not definitely because it would depend on your answers, take you to Play as Being.
It would be hard not to go.
In avatar years, Eliza is nine years old, which for humans is something like being perpetually sixteen. She is tall usually, and seldom not brunette, which is not to say you would recognize her in your next encounter. Well, you will, but only because her name will be prominent in a bubble over her head.
Yours will too, so don’t worry.
Ask Eliza the origins of her name, and she will know it has a vague relation to the Renaissance era and to music. She won’t know much about the poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay that her typist read over and over again before fathoming its meaning.
Next: Chapter Two – About Eliza