"It is made for you," says Aianon. "I will make another one for other humans, if you want. One with a more pleasing shape."

"It won't taste nice for other people?"

"It will taste nice for other people who are like you in how they taste things."

Cam laughs. "I have a business, at home," he says. "I'm branching out since I minted, but the primary business is still seeds for useful plants."

"I like to make useful plants!" says Aianon.

"Cool. If you feel like it sometime you should check out Syntropy, make some plants. These," Cam says, patting his pocket, "since they're for me and all, I think I'll just grow 'em in my yard and not for commercial use."

"They will be happy to grow for you. I don't know what it is like where you might plant them, so I made them adaptable."

"Thoughtful of you," says Cam. "I'm thinking they'll be conspicuous around the Seedling office and I have no idea what Renée will think of them in her yard - besides, the tree that's already there is a jerk - so it's probably about time I made my own space palace." He pauses. "I wonder if seeds made outside of Syntropy by non-Syntropy magic will grow up to be clever, in Syntropy. I guess I'll find out."

"They will make beautiful trees," he says.

"I hope they'll make happy trees."

"If they are not happy, send for me and I will help them."

"Unless they're smart and tell me not to, yeah."

He shrugs.

"Well," says Cam, licking his fingers, "thank you, it was delicious."

He beams.

Now there is only Brilliance to wait for to correct wretched asymmetry.

Brilliance comes along eventually!

Cam repeats the same lines. They worked so well last time.

"Should we fix that? Let's fix that!"

"Do let's. C'mere."

"Yep!"

"You've got a bit of aura coming in," Cam observes idly.

"Ooh," he says. "Is it doing anything fun yet?"