"Okay." Ehail shifts back to her human form, a faint smile on her lips. "I could do that."

Libby smiles back.

"Should I just start making them here...? I don't have anywhere good to put them and they might get lost with all the scales since they're the same color."

"Hmm... I could give you something like I have, a wish that keeps your coins tucked away where only you can get at them," she says. "It's very convenient. Although while we're at it I think I might upgrade mine, now that I know there are potentially more kinds; it's handling the eights a little inelegantly. If you give me a couple of sixes and a little time to think, I'm sure I can come up with something better."

"Okay." Ehail makes three more sixes and hands them over.

"That is much more elegant than what you previously had," he says. "If I'm being drafted as a dragon completion assistant, then - yes, I suppose, all right."

She wishes on the third six. "There."

"Miracle-worker," suggests Ehail, when Lazarus says "dragon completion assistant".

"Dragon completion assistant might be more fun to say," he says contemplatively. "And less self-aggrandizing."

"You'll be called it anyway. It's a miracle. I'm a miracle."

"Well. Okay then."

Ehail sets about making the eight-pointed ones, slightly stiff but not complaining.

"At some convenient moment I can take us back to Lazarus's place," Libby mentions. "Or anywhere else, for that matter, but I'm not getting much of a tourist vibe from you."

"Not really," agrees Ehail. "I do think maybe when all the miracles have been handed out I might fly to the moon..."

"There's no particular reason not to show you our moon while you're here," she says. "If you're interested, and feel like sparing a six to take care of the atmosphere problem. I'm not sure what your situation is exactly, but around here, we need to breathe air and the moon doesn't have any."

"...Why wouldn't it have any?"

"Air collects around planets and places much smaller than planets aren't big enough to collect any. If you want a more complete and rigorous answer, I have an astrophysicist on call."

"I suppose that suffices. There must just be less air here in general, I suppose."

"Seems like a reasonable theory."

"It's not any trouble? Regardless of the no air thing?"

"Not at all. The slight amount of trouble it could potentially be would be covered if you gave me a six so I could arrange for the no air thing not to be a problem."

Ehail momentarily downshifts to six, hands over a six, and goes back to accumulating eights.

"Goodness," says Lazarus. "That's certainly comprehensive. Why not?"