"Sure, I'm not saying you have to leave her in Hell, it's just a fine place to be for many purposes."

"Don't they get bored with their endless vacations? I mean, I could see myself being okay with something like that, but only if I had all my loved ones around."

"Most demons aren't ex-mortals. All their loved ones are also demons."

"Well, that explains them."

"And there's work to do for those inclined. Summons, obviously, and the postal service and the media recommendation and curation network, and we have artists and inventors and scientists and programmers and performers and therapists. Athletes and extremely put-upon stellar cartographers and linguists and historians and people who help new demons acclimate. It's just that nobody has to find a job."

"Oh, okay. That's fine then. I'd be an artist if I were a demon, I think."

"A lot of ex-human demons who didn't like art before like it when they can just make the paint look how they want without needing the fine dexterity."

"Maybe I wouldn't, then, fine dexterity is half the fun."

"Nobody's stopping you from doing it with brushes and whatnot, it's just not standard in Hell."

"I don't mean manual dexterity, exactly, I mean the fine control I have with the metal."

"...I'm not sure if you'd keep that. I have no reason to believe you wouldn't, but there's never been a demon with that before, obviously."

"I don't see why I shouldn't. It's not actually magic."

"It's genetic. Demons don't really run on genes, even ex-human ones, not exactly. ...Also in my world genetics definitely doesn't work that way, it only does boring things like code for proteins. But that's a separate matter."

"They keep things genetics gave them in the first place, right? Ex-summoners don't just show up with a completely random hair color and bone structure and whatnot?"

"No, everything looks as it did in life, unless they die old, in which case they look younger. But we can change anything and it'll stick. We operate on self-concept more than genes. If I added a lot of melanin to myself and decided it belonged there, it wouldn't fade away. If I decided that I did not want to have ears, they'd hang around through sheer inertia for a while if I didn't cut them off, but they wouldn't be indestructible like the rest of me anymore. When I added the wings and tail they did get to be indestructible. And I don't know if daeva self-concept would stretch to cover your magnetism, but no one has ever managed to add something like that."

"I have a very strong self concept of myself as a magnetist. I really don't think you could make yourself think of yourself as one if you're not. You don't know what it's like."

"Sure. I mean, definitely don't lose sleep over it, there's no way for that to help. Just warning you."

"Well, I don't intend to die. So there's that."

"Do you have human immortality from your various wanderings, or just expect you'll stumble across it eventually?"

"The latter. And we weren't actively looking, before, just sort of hoping, but Edie went and fell in love with an immortal..."

"Ah yes."

"And he was so sad about his friend Tialle having died so long ago, and Edie would never do that to someone, not if she could help it."

Nod.

"And we've got decades, still, and there are so many worlds. We'll find something."

"And as a fallback: daevahood."