"Well, it helps that they know beyond a shadow of a doubt that they'd get caught. But it's not that angels never make terrible life choices, it's that the result of a terrible choice of that sort isn't 'chucked out of heaven and turned into a demon.'"
"Mm...it depends on the thing, I guess. Most of the terrible things that there are to do involve hurting people, and Heaven isn't set up to support people hurting each other. If someone's trying to hold you it's trivial to get away, and so on. If an angel was found to be hurting someone anyway, my best guess is they'd be removed from the situation, prevented from getting into it again and the people around them warned."
"I haven't ever personally observed this happening, mind, but I spend most of my time up there librarianing, and you know how I get around books."
"Oh, good. If I started assuming you knew things you didn't that would make me much less effective at explaining things."
"The word you're looking for is 'adorable,'" Anaphiel supplies helpfully.
Mehitabel decides that to really sell this she should go give Anaphiel a hug.
Haziel's expression remains mostly unchanged. This is solely because of his deficiencies at the ability to face.
That's okay. Mehitabel knows she's cute even if he doesn't coo over her.
...Anyway, Mehitabel continues learning things and waiting for her magic tutor, experimenting in the meanwhile with the magic Anaphiel could teach her. (She likes going around with a halo of lights. It seems appropriate.)
Fairyland! Mehitabel is excited. She packs for a camping trip. This involves notebooks. And a camera.
The gate to Fairyland is only a few hours away by car, so they drive; Anaphiel shall be saving the teleports for when they need them more.
Driving is okay. At least nobody has to walk for forty years in a desert anymore, that sounds like a drag.
Anyway.
There are plenty of books in the car for on the way, and then there is a secluded hiking trail.
"Okay, I did not entirely think this through. D'you want me to carry you?"
The trail isn't so bad by itself, but after the parking lot is no longer in sight, Anaphiel steps off the trail and walks a ways through the forest proper before reaching a hill.
A hill! Hills are probably where you find ways into Fairyland.
On the other side of the hill, there is a shallow depression.
The dirt that makes up the depression is surprisingly non-solid, when they walk into it. And on the other side, the plants are noticeably different.