Cam's graph shows a jump in fatality at twenty miles an hour, followed by a steady and concerning climb till it starts leveling off around fifty miles per hour. The curves for slight and moderate injury are angled more steeply and positioned a bit left.

This "using cars" thing seems like maybe more trouble than it's cracked up to be. Under twenty miles an hour it is. 

(The absolute risk in a car with modern safety features is pretty small, but the safety features were probably designed for people at least two feet shorter and slightly differently shaped than he is.)

Yeah he's super going to err on the side of caution. He drives to the post office very slowly, posts his letters, and leaves. 

He's very aware of the gazes of the people around him--there's no avoiding that when you're nine feet tall. The people seem more curious than hostile, here, but it's still not something he feels able to handle gracefully at the moment, so he makes a minimum of conversation and, subsequently, his escape. 

Meanwhile, Cam is reading up on Italian fascism. Exciting stuff.

What little he's read about fascism has scared the bejeebers out of him and politics is not his comparative advantage so he's going to go study some books that are not about politics now. 

And Lucy is likewise absorbed in her studies, but eventually she wants to take a break, and--

"Can I have a preprint fairy circle to go to Antarctica?" 

"Sure. Do you want a fairy with good reviews off a list?"

"Sure. What kinds of lists are there?" 

"The big one is called Davidson's. They summon randoms and find out what they want and what they're good at and publish the results. If the first fairy you try is on summon at the moment, or busy, this takes longer than a random, but since you're new at summoning and a random could even well-bound try to trick or intimidate you, it's probably the better plan." He looks through Davidson's Fairy List.

"Even though it's easy to pay fairies? Or easier, anyway." 

"It's even easier to pay humans, wouldn't you say? Are those all nice?"

"Well when you put it like that." 

"Yup. Here's one with four point eight stars, no ones!" He produces the circle.

"What do they want?" 

"They're a reseller, I can make whatever they most want today for them."

"Okay." 

She puts the circle down and finishes it. 

There is a long delay. "Might be on summons, might be in the shower, who knows."

"Do fairies need to take showers? Couldn't they just fling the dirt off?" 

"It's harder for them to do stuff they can't see."

"Huh." 

"I'm sure some of them prefer telekinetic hygiene but I believe most of them have plumbing."

"I wonder if it took fairies longer to invent plumbing since going to fetch water is easier for them." 

"Probably! I vaguely remember from some fairy history book I read that they routed early plumbing development through the desire for hot water."

"That makes sense. Their earliest plumbing must have looked so different."