"Does she ever summon anyone else?"

Zana shrugs.

"Well, maybe this'll work. What's your aunt's full name?"

"She's just Auntie Kalia," says Zana. Maybe she could figure out a last name by deduction, but she is not entirely sure how last names work.

"...okay, maybe I can make this work, but it might take me some doing." He starts conjuring data sticks.

Fortunately, Kalia has never summoned anyone who isn't Cam and she lives on Pluto and is related to someone he can use as a reference, so he finds the correct circle pretty quickly. "Okay, looks like his full name is Campbell Mark Swan and he spells it in the Roman alphabet. And he's in the postal database, with a public mail label."

Zana doesn't know what about half of that means, but she knows what mail is. "So we can send him letters?"

"Yes. He won't get them till he decides to check his mail, but they'll be waiting for him when he does."

"We need to write another letter," she says to Rozben, very seriously.

"Okay! I'll get the mail label and I can take dictation again." The curator gives him Cam's mail label. and Rozben takes the spaceship out of the library.

Zana is extremely pleased with herself. Libraries definitely know everything in the universe and she is so very good at using them.

Rozben walks her home and flies her up to his balcony.

Letters are still hard, but she is pretty sure she knows how to organize one. "It needs to start with 'Hello, Cam'. That's important."

"Okay!" Rozben writes that down.

"Hello, Cam! I am in Hell now and I want to see Auntie Kalia. Rozben and the man at the library helped me find out how to mail a letter to you." She frowns, trying to remember how Cam is supposed to help her fix this problem. "Oh! Tell Auntie Kalia to summon me, because I am a demon now and demons can be summoned. Love, Zana."

Rozben finishes the letter with Cam's mail label. "There, all done."

"OK! Does Cam have a library so he can know how to write back if he needs to?"

"I'll add my mail label, that's a good point."

"OK! Thank you for helping."

"Of course. What do you want to do next?"

"I want to make a DRAGON!"

"Gosh. A live one?"

"You can't make a dead dragon, you have to beat it to make it be dead. Or it's not fair. But I don't want to beat it, I want to be friends."

"So, one thing demons can't do is make things that are smart enough to be friends with."

"Awwwwww."

"We have animals that are animal amounts of smart in Hell, but nobody's invented a dragon that way yet, not quite. What you can do is get a dinosaur with wings attached the same way demons who used to be human can attach wings - once they're full grown, anyway - but the dinosaur probably won't have learned to fly, because they don't have instincts for it and aren't as good as people at learning to do new things."