"Pretty much, yep. And so people know something was me. They've got a saying in my original world, 'a coincidence with extra fudge'."

Cam laughs. "Is there some way for you to usefully eat fudge while your body's, you know, zonked out on my living room floor?"

"Nope. But I don't really miss it - I don't have clear memories of anything body-sensory like that."

"But you still have this peculiar focus on candy, it looks like."

"People like candy!"

"I will readily concede this, but they also like strawberries and shiny rocks and you definitely skew heavily towards candy."

"Yeah. Candy and rainbows. I dunno, it just feels right. It has the right - atmosphere? I'm a candy kind of person."

"And you have no idea what it tastes like. Bummer."

"Yeah, guess so," he agrees. "I mean I have some idea. Just in a really vague secondhand way, not so much with the direct sense-memory."

"Yeah. So, I'm going to haul your mortal coil here into my guest room if you don't anticipate wanting to drop it into the black hole in the next couple days."

Which Cam takes in a hot second. "Praise be," he laughs. "Everybody getting this many goodies?"

"Do people tend to do things that falls into the category of 'worshiping' you?" wonders Cam. There's nothing significant he wants to do to his person beyond the wings and the tail or he would have gotten around to it already, but he tests the ability by adjusting the length of his fingernails and grins.

"Not usually! Not never, but not usually."

"You're definitely going to interact funny with real-world religions. Possibly much more than the revelation about daeva did, since daeva historically do not bother humans unless summoned on purpose by a human."

"I'm already interacting funny with some of those in Elcenia. Sometimes it's fun!"

"How did you wind up in Elcenia with you dragon buddy, anyway, if you're originally from a place more here-like?"

"Just like I can be randomly sent, people can be randomly summoned too. Somebody did a random summoning just to show off, and they caught my body while it was asleep, and suddenly I was in this whole new world with all kinds of weird magic problems. This place has way fewer weird magic problems! I mean, the thing with the five different worlds that have such a hard time interacting with each other is weird and inconvenient, but it's not, like, dragons."

Cam flips to the part with dragons in the Elcenia book. "Yeah, daeva get pretty good powers," he agrees.

"Sweet," says Cam, collecting it. "Can I get invisibility too so people don't panic about a loose demon and start shooting at me?"

"Are people actually gonna start shooting at you? What would be the point?" Somewhere in between those two sentences, an invisibility power arrives. It's very tidy - he can see himself while invisible, but as though he is a lightly painted soap bubble, translucent and faintly shimmering and all surface with no interior; he can choose whether or not to invisible clothing and carried objects along with him, including things he puts on or picks up while invisible, but if he puts something down, its invisibility will fade after a few seconds; he will pass through mist or smoke or fog or assorted floating particulates as though he isn't there at all, and he won't leave footprints or fingerprints unless he deliberately intends to.

"I'm indestructible, not un-scratchable. They could make it sort of inconvenient to be in a particular area without slaughtering them, basically, which is stupid if the target's dangerous and rude if the target is not, but someone might do it anyway. This is a very nice power."

"I'm kinda proud of it, I'm glad you like it!"