"The future must be a very different place." 

"It is, yeah. More technology. Friendly abundant magic, though that's not so much about it being the future."

"Is everyone as nice as you?"

"No, but it isn't weird to meet someone this nice."

He looks at Lucy and nods. "I hope we get there." 

"It might be harder... depending significantly on whether the ability to summon daeva here was a one-off."

"That might be hard to figure out. I don't know exactly what I did wrong with the Hornet-summoning circle." 

"Did you draw parts of it in a different order than usual?"

"I wouldn't say that I have a usual order for drawing it..." 

"That could be all, if something you'd left for later would make it an invalid demon-summoning circle or if hornet-summoning just takes precedence."

"I had completed all the rest when I finished the circle, it wouldn't have worked otherwise--it seems more likely that I misspelled something without realizing." 

"That might be it. I should've taken a photo before we left, I don't want to reproduce the circle and risk hornets appearing in the station."

"You can't make a photo that hasn't been taken?"

"No, I can make things I invent and I can copy things that exist - I can also do format conversions - but I can't make accurate representations of things that have not been accurately represented."

"Format conversions?"

"Like, my copy of the Necronomicon is here," he says, tapping his computer, "not on paper."

"But you can't convert from the circle itself?" 

"I don't want to create a new hard copy of it, in case that summons wasps," Cam explains. "I think a photograph might have been safe."

"It should be safe if it's small enough--or for that matter if a Hornet did appear it wouldn't be very dangerous as long as Lucy was ready to pounce on it--but I don't blame you for wanting to be careful." 

"How small?"

"As long as the inner circle is less than a foot in diameter it shouldn't work but I'd make the whole thing only a few inches across to be very safe." 

"All right then. Lucy, you ready to pounce?"

Lucy throws off the blanket and gets off the mattress so they won't get hurt if she has to kill an Adumbral Hornet. "Ready!" 

Cam makes a teeny replica circle on paper on the floor.

Nothing appears. 

Wilbur peers at it for almost a minute before making a face. "Yes, I see it. See, there--" he points at a word. "It says 'creator' instead of what it's supposed to, which is 'shadow'."