Well, children are going to continue to be a thing in Atennesi's world, so he's disinclined to speculate in that direction. 

Eventually he has extracted everything there is to know from the books.

Okay. 

He looks over his list. He leans back and counts to ten and takes deep breaths and looks over the paper again to see what he does and doesn't remember. 

He memorizes everything he can. 

He makes a dress, choosing easy to put on over maximally pretty. 

And he tries to make a person. 

Here she is.

She blinks.

She picks up the dress and shrugs it on.

"Hello." And it is just hitting him that he made a person, what do you say in this situation. "I hope my specifications were satisfactory."

"Seems like it," she says, stretching. She attempts to twirl in her dress. She falls. "Okay, mostly."

"Ah. I apologize. For what it's worth, I believe magic should be able to compensate for a balance issue." 

"Yeah, I'm on it." She gets up and dusts herself off. Both of these actions are accomplished telekinetically.

"I realize that under the circumstances this may be inane but I am genuinely pleased to meet you." 

"Nice to meet you too."

"I am going to check now whether I can teleport back to Genosha, since if I can but can't return here you'll be able to handle ensuring that people in this universe cease to die of old age and suffer from pathogen-derived illnesses and such." 

"You want me to wait here while you look into that?"

"If you have something you'd rather do, I am for the moment significantly more magically powerful than you, and can teleport without significant inconvenience." 

"I don't need to go anywhere right now, but if there's some emergency at home and you're gone for ages I might try turning a tree into a sailboat."

He nods. 

He disappears. 

He reappears a moment later. 

"It seems," he says, pleased, "that I can leave and come back." 

She has made a tree grow her some thin flat bits of wood to write on and begun writing on them. "Great! And nothing's on fire?"

"I reassured the University staff that I was fine," he says, "they were extremely relieved. But the island did not fall out of the sky, and my--peers--had not been informed of my disappearance. I will need to spend some time detangling knots, later, but there were no fires." 

"Your peers are super concerning. How many - heh, brothers and sisters? - am I gonna have?"

"I haven't decided yet. I--lack the perspective of a person created in adulthood, and I wanted to see how well you flourished and whether any lack of flourishing was something I could correct before I committed to more than just you. I welcome your advice; just because I created you the round way and not the planet way doesn't mean I have your perspective."

"I feel flourish-y. You're probably gonna need more of me but I don't know how exactly you can get more of me..."

"Using the same criteria again would, as I understand it, probably not create more of you exactly, but might suffice anyways."

"I wonder if I could get close enough to get more of me in the relevant senses. Probably could, I think."

"Intense self-awareness was one of the criteria I specified." 

"Yes you did! I appreciate it!"

"I'm glad! I do feel responsible for your well-being, at least to the extent that it derives directly from my decisions in creating you."