"Right? Hmm, okay, I think I've got something for the magic communication stuff..."

Cam now has a device. Helpfully, it is as invisible as he is, but clear enough in his invisi-vision to be usable. It looks more or less like a large smartphone or a small tablet computer. The material of the screen is impervious to dust, fingerprints, and other obstructions; the case is a dark blue that matches his wings and tail, with a swirled texture reminiscent of the paper Teah used to wrap his present. It has Teah's name on the back.

Instead of having anything like a traditional help menu or manual, it is self-explanatory in a way similar to Teah's choices: if he wonders things about it, the answers arrive, clear and correct and complete.

Essentially it is a magic computer connected to a magic extranet. It can send and receive information to and from any other such device, as long as the other device is identified and hasn't blocked him; he can block other devices from requesting or providing information to his. It has infinite storage capacity and instantaneous data transfer. It can take pictures and record sound and video. It can manifest a keyboard attachment, or display a virtual one on the screen, or take dictation perfectly. It can read data from any computing device he asks it to, and convert between its own purely magical formats and any others he cares to name. It can read entire computers and simulate them for him so he can run programs written for their environments. (It does not have any magical programming languages or runtime environments of its very own. He will just have to bear that lack.) Although it can display images using pixels, its native formats have no such simplifying abstractions.

It belongs to Cam. Very firmly. No one else can use it. If he leaves it behind or forgets it somewhere and wishes he hadn't, it will appear. He can change the colour and glossiness of the case at whim, although Teah's name and the swirl pattern will stay.

"Whatcha think?"

"I'm gonna call my mom."

And Cam calls his mom.

Cam's mom is pleased to hear from him and also likes her gadget very much.

Cam calls his dad after confirming with his mom that he has something to do with the gadgets ("I did not make them, but I know a guy") and has a roughly similar conversation.

While Cam is on the gadget with his dad -

Here's a prayer of someone who is about to summon a demon, doesn't really have the time to investigate his gadget because he's on a deadline, and really wishes he didn't have to do this -

Well.

Teah grabs that prayer and holds on, investigating as thoroughly as possible as fast as possible.

The summoner was kidnapped without any daeva with sufficiently flexible tasks on hand (he had a fairy, but the fairy was bound very specifically to telekinetically powering a generator). The summoner now has a device snuck into a delicate part of his skull which will explode if its remote control is neglected for too long, and which is placed such that disturbing it, including via the most delicate of teekay or the gentlest of angelic editing, is more likely to kill him than free him.

And the person with the remote control wants a demon to show up and make her a few things and take its payment out of the summoner as long as this neither maims nor kills him.

The device is now gone. The remote control is now an angry snake. The summoner is now offered a teleport to the location of his choice, and the information that he is no longer under threat in this way is included in the offer.

And, because after all of this Teah still finds he has strong feelings on the matter, the former remote control and the person holding it are now enclosed in a large and magically unpoppable soap bubble with the word NO swirling across its inner surface in a repeated pattern of shimmering black ink. (But because he still doesn't mean to be entirely cruel, the bubble also magically frees its occupant from the need to eat or drink or use the bathroom while she is thusly enclosed. And its air supply is self-renewing. She's not going to die in there unless she really, really wants to.)

Last of all, he has a quick look into the recently threatened summoner's history and puts together a magical package of goodies fitting his personal definition of ultimate coziness, as best Teah can guess at it - comfort foods, pillows, whatever he might prefer. The package comes in the form of a small gift box wrapped in rainbow-swirl paper with an iridescent ribbon on top, and has a little tag that says, Contains nice magic. Open at home.

The bewildered summoner goes home. And opens the care package.

The remote control operator shoots at the snake and screams when embubbled.