"You'd rather be dead than spend a while waiting for a frog spell to wear off?"

"Well, it's generally meant to be permanent, but forever is a long time, and spells can break or wear thin."

"Well, alright. What about if you're just chopped up into little bits? Will one of them grow a new Promise out of it?"

"It may be harder than you're thinking to do that much damage to a fairy - somebody could mutilate me pretty thoroughly, but there would still be a part that was obviously the part the other parts were chopped off of, in most cases. And even if someone managed to make that non-obvious, yes, at some point I'd grow back from whichever bit was non-obviously the central one."

"Dammit. Fine, I give, immortality rocks and I will gladly take it if a genie pops out of a lamp and offers it to me. One point to you for smartness."

"A genie?"

"Very old magical thing, legend had it they granted wishes. Which is definitely a myth; there're still probably some genies around somewhere, but if you asked them for three wishes they'd probably crush you like a bug."

"Huh. Well, I don't think there are genies to be had here, but sorcery might be able to do it, if you don't want to risk your kind of magic's side effects."

"I'd need to be convinced that I want you around indefinitely, or have a way to make the solution available to lots of other mortals too, or both, but it sounds interesting to try."

"Well, I have five hundred years to bring you around. And I do make a convenient test subject."

"Test subject for immortality, or other things?"

"Well, if you happen to need a mortal around for other reasons, I can do that too! But immortality seems most relevant."

"Yes, probably. I think the other mortal I met is probably already dead of old age if nothing else."

"I think the Creep mentioned them. He said you "weren't very careful," which I assume is "set him free for moral reasons" in Creepese."

"...The story is more complicated than that, but I'll tell you if you want to know or have concerns about my past treatment of mortals."

"Sure! I don't have concerns, but it'd be nice to know the story."

"So I was a very new leaflet living in my original tree and I found a mortal, who was very lost, and I let her stay in my tree and I learned how to make a gate, but it took long enough that she had to eat, so I fed her. And then before the gate finished settling, she - wandered off, stir-crazy or something I guess, and another fairy found her and hurt her until she told him her name. And then he - staged an elaborate trap where I thought I could rescue her and actually I was just lured into his other sorcerer's turf and she was already irretrievable. And then he hurt me until I told him my name. And he kept us both but we didn't see very much of each other after that. And eventually he traded me to Yellow for something, I never found out what."

"It's not your fault. But please don't let Yellow find us or get vassalized to anyone else."

"I won't. Is it possible for me to hurt him now that you're my master now? Because the "how to get rid of fairies" problem seems like the kind of thing I'd like to work on. If I still can't, do you think encasing him in stone would count as hurting him? Maybe we could keep him in our living room. Or bury him fifteen miles underground."

"He's still your master. We can't attack him, including via entombment. Or each other. I also can't hurt my first master. That persists until the name is forgotten - in your case with Yellow it might just last forever, a strong food-based vassalization."

"What if we paid someone else to do it? And- I don't know how to do it, and I don't exactly love the idea, but thaumaturgy can fuck with people's brains. Including removing memories. But that probably counts as an attack, doesn't it."

"We could pay someone else to do it if we could find anyone who wanted to try. For that matter, you can hurt my first master, if it comes up and he doesn't have your name out of me first. But yes, sorcery, including mental sorcery, counts as an attack."