"Nnnno. You're either born a mutant or you aren't."

"Maybe we will reincarnate as mutants in the next life. Can you even reincarnate in the same world?" That question appears to be aimed at them both.

"I have no idea, actually. I am not even sure this world is part of the cycle."

"Yeah, we don't have reincarnation as far as anyone can tell. If we do, it's certainly not the kind where you keep your memories and personality intact."

"We don't keep our memories, but we can get them back gradually, helps if you use magic. Our personality stays more or less the same, plus the change of circumstances, but the way the reincarnation works it sort aims at proper circumstances for you to keep being yourself."

"Case in point: Herod and I are soulmates. We are reborn together because our fates are intertwined." This is accompanied by an one-wing hug to Herod.

Herod distractedly hugs him back. "Huh, I am pretty sure that giving our magic to people from here means that they will get added to our reincarnation cycle."

"Aw, mazel tov on the soulmates thing. I'd take guaranteed reincarnation over whatever ambiguous afterlife situation we've got going in this world, I'll tell you that much for free."

They arrive at the office and go in. The demons are provided with paperwork to read and sign. It's mostly pretty straightforward stuff.

Gavriel grins at Ariel and walks-in.

It's bizarre but convenient. Herod inquires about magic lessons and if the two can room together. Otherwise, the situation is alien enough that they don't have strong preferences on anything else and should be ready to sign things up.

"Magic lessons are an option on the syllabus just like anything else," says the kindly old woman at the desk. "Rooming together shouldn't be a problem. Now, Louis did let us know the two of you are... together, so don't make us regret putting you in the same room. But it shouldn't be too much of a problem, and given we're putting you in Poe anyway, just... try to keep our regret at a minimum."

"I will try our best, promise." He bows his head.

She pats his hand. "Thank you, dear."

She then provides each of them with an ID card and another card, this one purportedly containing money, and a course catalogue ("Just pick out some courses you like, you'll talk to an advisor tomorrow") and a campus map with Poe Hall circled.

Ariel waits outside. "Where to, chiefs?"

"Poe Hall," he points at the map. "Do you have advice on what courses we should pick?"

"Also, what's up with Poe Hall? The nice lady implied it is great."

"It's where they stick the queer kids. Apart from me, but I'm a special circumstance. So Poe's gender-segregated like any other dorm, but since pretty much everybody's attracted to the same sex, it's kind of a mess."

She snatches the course schedule from Herod's hands. "They're probably gonna give you remedial world history because you're from another universe, so no need to take normal history classes where you'd be totally lost... Intro to Superpowers is a given... Lit might be fun, depending on how much you like books... Intro Magic, obviously... Math, how are you at math?"

"I like math, Gav doesn't. He pretends that he isn't as intelligent as he actually is, but I think we will both like Lit."

"As long it doesn't tire my beauty, sure. I want to take Art. Not sure about Intro Magic, you made it sounds kinda technical."

"Well, math's required, so I'll just put you down for different sections. Gav, if you don't want to take magic that's your prerogative; what kind of art do you want? We've got drawing and painting, sculpture, woodworking, metalworking, stained glass, yarncraft..."

"Oooh, primarily drawing and painting, but I want to try all of those, even yarncraft."

"I am going to veto you working with metal or glass. Unless, the school has really good anti-fire wards."

"We do. Do you, like, project fire, or something? Because that'd be really cool."

"Sadly not," Gav says at same time as Herod says-

"Thankfully not," then he continues, "the reckless part of his empowering vice makes him less likely to follow safety procedures, or remember not to put his hand on the fire. It's fine when it isn't something that spreads, if he cuts himself we can just tie him to a bed until everything grows back thanks to the empowering part of his vice."

"Huh. Yeah, they might not want you in their workshop if you're gonna disregard safety procedures, the official stance is 'regen is no excuse to be sloppy'. I'll put you down for drawing and painting. And there's space for another class, so guess what, it's time for mandatory martial arts training. Mandatory in this case means 'mandatory unless you're too traumatized by the whole child soldier thing to fight people', to be clear."