Better not linger in her starting place too much longer. Yellow's faster than her and may have already come home to a wreck. Thorn might have a habit of checking up on the place, even, just in case. She's invisible, inaudible, unsmellable - that won't help if he sends someone thorough. Or comes in person.
She sets out.
She's been flying for about thirty minutes after her shopping trip when she falls through a tear and squeaks inaudibly and lands in the middle of -
808554 comes just after. She's a young mortal with brown hair and a white robe, barely noticeable next to the person she's getting a lift from. The flying parahuman is wearing a white and gold costume complete with a cape and crown, and it's slightly harder than expected to look away from her. She radiates an aura of oh my god, it's really whoever this is.
Thank you Yellow.
Double check. Double-check everything. Check range of effect. Note changes in thought patterns.
Proceed with established plans regardless of influence -
"I DO NOT LIKE YOUR AURA AND ONE OF US IS GOING TO LEAVE IMMEDIATELY."
Her original plan did not include hollering, but she left herself that much leeway.
Her passenger steps off. "It's just my sister, not an enemy." And to her sister, "Did you let it flare up again?"
The aura dials down. Still not gone, but much easier to ignore.
"Sorry about that. She can't actually turn it off, if I'd known you'd object I would have come some other way."
"If she can't turn it off she ought to be more careful about where she goes. I'm meeting you on a roof because if I met you on a street corner I might hear somebody's name, which wouldn't even do anything to them unless they were mid-assassination-attempt, and she goes around like that to encounter strangers?"
"She can turn it down, but usually doesn't bother when it's just us because I'm immune. She's...not usually that careless about leaving it on?"
"It wasn't just you. Were you not expecting me to show up?" Promise shakes her head. "Anyway, what did you want to talk about, and do you have a nickname that is completely unlike your real name and more pronounceable than 808554?"
I wanted to ask you about the healing you did. And- and warn you."
"You're doing it because you want to help, right? But if you start doing it you can't really ever stop, you'll always know that you could be saving someone's life right now and aren't—you've got hundreds of people asking you already, and how many could you get to?—until all the faces blur together and you end up wishing you couldn't do anything just so there'd be less depending on you."
"...I'm not as fast a healer as you are," Promise points out. "I can't be saving anyone's life right now. It would take at least fifteen minutes, after I found candidates and got them to sign things, unless you are personally planning to collapse with some mortal illness. Also I would have trouble appearing at the hospital like you would, I may or may not have supervillain enemies who might eventually decide to attack rooftops on which I'm healing and I have to balance that risk, I'm not sure what the distinctiveness of the various faces has to do with anything, and you are seriously underestimating how boring Fairyland can get compared to hanging out with grateful mortals and casting spells - possibly even while listening to completely novel music I didn't have to compose myself, it turns out my computer can do that. But yes, in the very long run I'd like to find some way to fix that whole mortality problem your species has, that will make everything much less urgent. Is this a problem you have? I'll be with you at the hospital as soon as my lawyer's cleared away the legal issues with having me in a crowded place full of people who go speaking their names with little to no provocation. Should lighten the load."
"There'll always be more. There are a lot of mortals, and they're very mortal, and no matter how much we do it'll just be expected. People being thankful is one thing, but eventually it starts to grate on you, you know? Their entire life is changed, and for you it's just yes, you're welcome, on to the next one. Because you have to."
"I don't have to. If I feel like it I can go home to Fairyland and stay there. I simply don't feel like it. I appreciate the thought of the warning but I don't seem to have your problem."
The other reason I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to ask you to order me. To make me never hurt anyone with my power."
"If I want to fix the problem where mortals die I will have to do something more dramatic than postpone it for a few dozen of them. And, uh, if you don't want to hurt anyone with your power... do you think someone's going to make you?"
"I don't. But I'm worried I might. Some time when I'm tired and healing someone and wishing I didn't have this power, thinking about how everything would be so much easier if people weren't expecting miracles day in and day out, I'm worried I might let myself slip up. And then some kid dies because I wanted an easier life. I don't want that to happen."
"It might be better in the long run if I just ordered you to sleep when you're tired. I won't order you to heal people. If you can't slip up, and you don't want to continue, you will just stop."
That's why I want the order."
"I really don't understand. And if you can solve this problem without fairy orders you probably should. If I make a mistake in the phrasing, you will do what I said, not what I would have meant if I had done it right. I have only ever made small mistakes, but I have made mistakes. Why don't you just stop? Sorcery can be taught. I'll probably find some mortals I want to teach to heal eventually. It doesn't sound like you're getting anything out of it at all. I'd call it admirable if I had any idea what quality I was admiring."
And there are...personal reasons."
"I'm not going to claim that other people aren't important, but - I don't know how old you are, I'm terrible at guessing mortal ages, but you don't look like you need de-aging any time soon. Assuming your power is not going to disappear in, what, fifty years, a hundred, however long you have, and assuming that people as a class don't suddenly drop in moral value during that time, the most important thing you can do is to pick a pace you can hold steady. I will not employ you as slave labor and whatever you're doing doesn't look sustainable, even if you fail to sustain it in some less tragic way than killing somebody."
"I'm not asking you to make me keep doing anything, just to make sure I don't end up hurting people. Negative commands are enough. I could be incredibly dangerous if I ended up a villain, and I've caught myself plotting murder in the last week."
"...Look, I'm not completely unwilling to give you some negative orders, since you want them and I do have an idea of what the opposite of healing looks like, but I really think this should be combined with a solution that acknowledges that your long-term comfort with showing up to help is also very important."