Cam is dipping a grilled cheese sandwich into a bowl of tomato soup when he feels the summons. He goes ahead and grabs it. Doesn't even drop the sandwich.
"So if I'm very lucky it will occur to someone to see if I've written them a letter, and if I'm not, nothing to be done about it, it seems. What's the other large floating thing?"
"How exciting. Well, since it doesn't seem to matter that the last bed I slept in is in Hell, I think I'll crash. Direct me to a spare bedroom?"
"The room you made the game in has a bed. So do a few others on this floor if you don't like that one."
In the morning, Sable may be found in the room full of crafting stations, wearing her new set of green armour and green crown, still with the branch-and-web wings. The green armour is... very green. She is sitting at the complicated desk and peering at several mirrors similar to the one Cam tried.
"G'morning. Is it in fact morning? If it is morning I should go make my house. Possibly after making you breakfast."
"Any requests? Also, if you already own dishes, using those probably makes more sense than me continuing to make them."
"Because eventually the island would be buried under bowls and plates? But if you have no plates, have some plates." Cam makes two plates of bacon and sunny-side-up eggs and buttered toast and grilled tomatoes. And forks.
"You can stop making them if they start to pile up. And throw them in a pit of lava if you decide you made too many, I guess. Ooh, forks."
"I mean, I assume 'don't touch them'. I will not touch my lava pit. But what should I be making it out of, does it need to be a certain distance away from other things, etcetera."
"I know how to deal with lava pits. I don't know how to tell someone how to deal with lava pits. They're... very Terraria. For example, it is possible to safely handle lava using an iron bucket."