At the end of the universe there is a bar. In which sits a lord feeling very accomplished for purchasing what should be three centuries worth of technology advancement to bring back to his kingdom.
Stephen deposits the statue on the counter and pushes it toward her, invinting her to take it if she wants to.
"I really like this ability, it's the one I got to pick."
"We also can pick the general themes of one of the other powers, and the third - or rather the first - power is determined by time of birth. Also, picking the power actually means making a deal with a spirit so it can live in our shadows and experience some aspect of human life it is curious about."
"Huh. Fairies have a variable number of powers, and they're all determined when you're born."
"Loads of kinds, and they're mostly genetic, to at least some extent. I inherited my plant and healing powers from my mother Rannsi."
"Oh, that is where the out of Rannsi comes from? I just assumed it was your birthplace."
"No, the Deep South is my birthplace. And the place my mother is Lady of, which is the important part."
"Forgive me for my assumption," Stepehn nods, "how powerful are your plant and healing powers?"
"Compared to what? I'm a noble fairy, that would give a fairly good idea to anyone at home."
"Well, what can you do?" Stephen says reassuringly, "Could you make a seed grow into a tall tree in a matter of hours? Could you regrow missing limbs? Cure diseases? Are you capable of animating plants so they walk around doing your bidding? Can you change the properties of a plant? In such way that it's seeds will produce altered plants?"
"Oh, that last one's easy," she says merrily. "I can make plants move but I can't make them do it autonomously, I can make seeds sprout quickly but you're going to have to define tall, I don't know what a disease is, and I've never met someone with a missing limb to try re-growing it."
"I might be a bit jealous about your mother's kingdom right now."
"You didn't answer my question, anyway, what is a disease?"
Stephen thinks about it. He never had to describe diseases before.
"It's a kind of problem or defect in the way the body works," he explains solemn "often progressive and contangious. They can permanently harm or even kill."
"...Mortals are more mortal than I had realized."
Stephen considers the wisdom of talking about mortality and decides to divert the topic.
"You've met mortals? Why?"
"I know some things! I know you grow up fast and you die and you have a lot of different countries instead of just one, and you have round ears, and you never have wings and you're only rarely shorter than four feet as adults."