"What language is this?"

"Draconic. It's magic, it's from the world I was just in; that symbol says 'Teah', which means 'miracle' roughly speaking, but written as a name and not just a word. The inside's all English, though. Funny, your world has a lot of the same languages as the one I'm from originally. Same Earth, too, just with some details different."

"Weird! How many details do you mean?"

"A whole huge bunch of surface shit - none of the same exact people - a little older, too, looks like your Earth's got a few hundred years on mine. And of course until five minutes ago there wasn't any of my magic going around. I wonder when people are gonna start sweating about how to announce me?"

"I'm already thinking about how to tell Limbo what the deal is. People who summon me usually don't let me talk, so I guess the live humans will have to figure that out themselves unless you're making more friends."

"That sounds inconvenient," he says. A slight pause, and then, "...There's no such actual thing as a soul that demons can do a damn thing to, why hasn't anyone figured that out?"

Cam laughs. "Because no one lets me talk! I don't know, some demons think it's funny and the others haven't got a chance to blow their charade."

"Do you wanna just be able to talk anyway," he says, "seems like it would be convenient but maybe it'd just freak people out? Still working on giving you free travel between worlds, by the way. They move around, it's tricky. I can do one-time moves no problem; making a magic power for it is a whole different jar of candy."

"I'm pretty sure if I started talking to somebody who'd put a gag in their circle they'd flip and abandon the summon and then what would I do?"

"Do you not get to stay here permanently if you continue to be anchored to this one?"

"Debatably permanent. Technically if my extremely immortal dragon buddy back in Elcenia dies or decides to break the send for some reason, I pop back there right away and can't get here again on my own. In practice he's not gonna do either, but I still like to settle in properly. And I get kind of antsy if I go too long without some downtime. It's a problem."

"...Why did your extremely immortal dragon buddy send you here for forever?"

"Oh, he still has one of me with him! I'm a copy. I figured out how to do that. That's why the random sending. Teahs, Teahs everywhere! It's hard to coordinate two of me in the same world for longer than a few minutes, though. One of me's going to try it eventually somewhere, but probably somewhere a little quieter than here."

"Okay, this sounds - pretty great actually, I approve of the scope of your plans, presuming you are not actually a bad god pretending to be a super awesome god."

"I'm a me god."

"...Which means?"

"Means I'm probably not what you'd expect from a bad god, but I might not be what you'd expect from a good one, either. Read the book if you wanna get a sense. Read this one, too, even - " and a burst of rainbow sparkles and a copy of the prayer record for his first couple of weeks in Elcenia, with 'Teah' and 'Elcenia' on the cover in Draconic. It's pretty thick, even though he's condensed a lot of the less memorable prayers into 'X hundred children given nice safe candy or toys' or 'conversation with Kaylo about Y, Z'. Part of the extra is all the notes explaining (somewhat tersely, but comprehensibly) things like what a hearer is and the problem with shrens.

"Expectations. I'd rather let what I do speak for itself than try to figure out what exactly you mean by a good god and see if I fit the bill or not. Different people can have very different definitions of good, and I sure don't fit all of them."

"Expectations like...?"

"Like you might have an idea of what a super awesome god would be like if you could make one to spec, and I might not be exactly like that. So if you're doubting how awesome I am, I'd rather show you what you're getting and let you decide for yourself than just say I'm really great and invite all those expectations about what that means."

"Yeah, fair enough. I would've ascended to godhood ages ago if I could, it sounds like a fulfilling occupation."

"It sure keeps me busy!" he says cheerfully. "And it's fun."

"It looks like you - embellish quite a bit, is that to amuse yourself?"