"There are so many things to think about." Pause. "Are there aliens?"

"Sooort of. Some magicians decided to go live on Mars a while ago and since then they and their descendants have been periodically popping back to Earth and pretending not to be humans."

"But the whole rest of the entire everything is just empty? That seems like maybe it would have been good to save battery and make a smaller universe."

"She didn't know how much it was going to take it out of her to make humans, and all the galaxies, suns, the planets in their courses, these things had already been made by the time she found out."

"Oh dear."

"And considering how she made them I'm not sure if it would have been helpful anyway. There was a--mm, how do you say it in English. There was a sort of point of supercompressed reality that sort of exploded outwards into mass and energy and stuff, and then stars and planets and stuff were several layers of chain reaction down from that. Starting at nothing and then just instantiating the solar system out of whole cloth might actually have been harder, I'm not sure."

"Oh. Well, that's okay then, it's not worse having empty stars. Was she going to do lots of kinds of aliens until it turned out humans were expensive?"

"I think so. Not as many as there are places to be, probably, so everyone would have room to expand."

"Oh, that would have been nice. If we can think of a really good way to fix her battery will she make them after all?"

"Assuming it's not some kind of imported one-time fix or anything like that, probably."

"Yeah. But if it's a big enough amount she can nap for more, right?"

"Yeah...creating human life actively restricted some things, it didn't just take a lot of energy, but I don't know that creating more life would make that worse--the restrictions are stuff that prevent her from interfering with free will, mostly. Not that she objects to that part, but if creating another set of life did impose some less negligible restrictions...I don't think that would happen, I'm just guessing wildly."

"I don't understand. Why would more kinds of life do that?"

"I don't think it would, but if they worked differently enough that restrictions to protect their free will prevented things that wouldn't impugn free will among humans, that might be inconvenient. Or, you know, I could be drastically overthinking things. It's probably the latter."

Nod.

"We'll see when we see, anyway, eh?"

"Yeah. Can I help design aliens if we get there?"

"Well, you'll have to ask Her, but I bet so. You'll probably want to study some biology between now and then, too."

"Okay!" Mehitabel writes that down on her list of things to study.

"Come to think of it, science in general might be good for leveraging your miracle powers better."

Nod, nod. Scribble, scribble.

Over the course of the next few days, Anaphiel acquires several textbooks containing salient information (not having experience with educating human children, she just picks ones that look relevant, not filtering for grade level), assures Mehitabel that if she's having trouble with something she can let her know and she'll explain or acquire lower-level background material, whichever's necessary, and finally determines that of her fellow angels on Earth only Haziel knows battery math, and begins tracking them down.

Mehitabel needs explanations and background for some of the more esoteric stuff, and she runs to the dictionary frequently too, but makes dogged progress, hopping every day between magic and science and history and Hebrew and reviewing her notes on her universe's metaphysics until she is reading by the light of her triple light spell.

Anaphiel finds Haziel and convinces (currently him) to tutor the Christ child in the mathematics of divine energy use, explains science, and reminds Mehitabel about recommended average number-of-hours-of-sleep per night for optimal brain development but otherwise does not attempt to interfere when she stays up late studying.