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.
"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."
Cam pulls his computer out of his pocket and pulls up his house design. "In my version in Hell, I have a disposal chute that leads to my black hole - uh, that would take a lot of explaining, but things that go in it cease to be. I was thinking I'd do an incinerator, here -" He shows her. "But if lava pits obliterate things a la video games, that might be a better choice, unless it means I have to radically change my insulation arrangement."
"They obliterate things pretty thoroughly. I don't know what you'd need to use to contain lava if you weren't using blocks and buckets, but when I build a lava pit, I use stone blocks."
"If I nudge the plumbing a little I can add blocks. The blocks themselves won't warm up? The lava will not make the air above it ludicrously hot?"
"It's warm, but it doesn't hurt you unless you touch it. And it doesn't destroy everything, but it destroys all the junk I throw in it. You might want to check, though. Oh, and it only destroys things when they're at least half submerged, so if you want to destroy something really big you'll need a lot of lava."
"Well, that's nice of it. Is it going to be hard to get rid of my lava pit if it turns out it can't handle plastic or something?"
"And the blocks can obviously be removed, since that's what you did to float your house. All right."
"Yeah. Any block can be mined, although some of them can only be mined with really specific tools. But anything will mine stone."
Cam finds a nice bit of beach, and flies beyond it, and makes a platform of chlorophyte, and puts a house on it. The house is two stories and has nice big windows and is made of non-gridded wood and rocks and has attractive solar panels on the roof.
Cam lands in front of his front door, goes in, beckoning Sable after him, and finds his golden violin where he left it in its stand in the living room. He plays a triumphant arpeggio.
"In a good way? Anyway, living room." The living room, in addition to his violin, has a large screen, currently off, and associated devices, assorted, and a sofa, cozy and leather. Everything looks very homey. There is a dining room, and a nook off of that with dish cupboards and a dishwasher but no actual kitchen or food storage. Much of the rest of the first floor is his swimming pool, which is attractively tiled. There is a hot tub part. Up the stairs is his bedroom, his closet (currently empty) with a nook for a washer/dryer, his library (currently sparse), his miscellaneous-objects closet (currently empty), and his shower. He does not seem to have a toilet any more than he has a fridge. All the rooms have windows; here and there are houseplants, decorative thingamajigs on the wall, apertures through which things may be dropped into the disposal.