YT floats out of the alley and takes a look around. They're on an elevated level: she can see the port far below, a collection of piers with various odd-looking craft docked at them. Some of the things look kind of like eighteenth-century sailing ships, while others look like they came out of a sci-fi film.

A buffer zone of loading cranes, crates and small warehouses separates the piers from what looks like an open-air market, although there are places where the market has pushed through to the piers, and even crept onto a few of them. In the other direction, the market stalls flow into streets lined with an assortment of buildings. None of them are more than four stories high, but their lack of height is more than made up for by their variety of colors and architectural styles. This whole thing is set on a wide crescent of...well, land, she guesses, that's at the foot of one of the larger skyscrapers.

Looks like that's where all the action is happening. "Down there?" she asks, pointing.