"Rather, yes."

"Anyway. I have a lot of nicknames but a weird feeling my alts have them all too."

"Probably. Your might be the only Arda with summoning as a staple? Since even the other multiplanet one doesn't have that. 'Circle' or something."

"That's all right. Guess it works for the purpose of alt conversations and I don't have to use it to introduce myself across the multiverse."

"I mean, if you don't like it, by all means keep thinking."

"I don't think I'm going to settle on anything I like enough I can imagine being Emperor Such-and-such Nickname. Circle is probably uniquely identifying."

Nod.

"I have a sneaking suspicion Edie and Tyelcormo aren't actually going to wait a proper year, and even if they do it might be less than that for me, so I'm trying to think of a good wedding present."

"Presents for demons: always tricky."

"I know! Bar, I don't suppose you can recommend me books with conjurable things Edie just wouldn't have heard of -"

Certainly some of what I have will meet those criteria but you will have to be more specific.

"I would like catalogues, or other media with pictures, from non-magic worlds which went in a very different direction tech-wise than Earths and Ardas and Edie's native Hell, and have lots of things listed which wouldn't be in catalogues on any of those worlds."

There are a truly dizzying number of worlds; you will need to narrow it down.

"And which start with the consonant cluster 'Vhr'?"

Worlds typically don't have names.

"You've said, I mean the catalogues themselves."

Ah. And she produces a stack of widely varied things with oddly alliterative names.

"Thank you so much." Wedding presents for his little brother and his fiancée!

There are bizarre foreign art objects and furnishings and articles of alien personal hygiene and weird food and peculiar fabrics and strange plants and stranger games and hobby accessories.

Well, if he tries hard enough he'll probably find something - oh, this planet takes their zero-grav sports really really seriously, Edie and Tyelcormo seem like plausibly people who'd enjoy that...

"Do we have a way to get a zero-G environment in here? Without specifically pestering Nechar to fuck with the backyard."

"I've been wondering what happens if you break the window to a room with a delightful view of supernovae, but probably not, no..."

"Unless there are, like, zero-G rooms upstairs available for rent in case there is ever a patron with zero-G needs," Cam prompts Bar.

It's an available accommodation.

"Really? I might suggest it to them, then. Good for stress. If you've got the right blessings and are being attentive, at least."