"No - not usually, sometimes a name becomes embedded in an idiom and those we can get. Like, there's a physicist whose name gets used in English of a certain era to mean 'smart person', that could come through."

" - huh. That'd be pretty inconvenient for faeries, if faeries who've summoned someone were to become daeva when we die."

"I don't think it'd let you identify the physicist?"

"Then I guess it's probably fine."

"I hope the Italian bishop whose birth your brother may attend doesn't wind up holding debt over it. I suppose something weird like the debt snapping into place when he writes the piece might happen so we should keep an eye on that date."

"That makes sense. Is he the only person born around now who is - remembered in your time?"

"He's the one with the soonest birthday within hiking distance who is remembered for things he wrote in life that may have enough merit to them to count for anything. Also, Latin will take much less time to learn to read than Chinese."

"Sounds good."

Time passes. Cam practices speaking carefully, and works on the screen flicker problem, and concentrates on Latin when his-father's-son scrounges up more certificates, and swaps stories with Econ Faery Corendi, and writes up a proposal for how to let the prisoners exchange sex for better conditions without it being too coercive and gives it to Lohte though he's conscious that imposing this procedure on visitors to the court is probably too conspicuously weird for Lohte's taste, and he fills orders and accumulates a ton of certificates and begins to find it annoying to store them and tries to figure out if there's a way he can destroy small denominations and create certificates for large denominations in their place that won't wreck things, and after another subjective week has gone by, the brothers' dad is only ten sidereal minutes away (...so like yet another week), Corendi says something cute about the fourteenth adventure of the Limboites and Cam kisses him.

Surprised happy Econ Faery Corendi! Quite surprised. He giggles and bounces.

"- did I not telegraph that well?"

" hmm? - I think I was assuming that you or some subset of humans you belong to or - something like that - didn't like to mix physical affection and intimate relationships."

"What gave you that idea?"

"...mostly just that you didn't seem interested and didn't seem to think this was notable? And I know it's a - touchy area - and I didn't want you to worry you were doing something wrong so I didn't - this also wasn't a very examined intuition it just would've been my best guess."

"When I am considering someone as an actual relationship prospect and not just a hookup, and am still getting to know them, I prefer to retain for a while the option to never have slept with them. That's weird?"

" - faeries do not really do that."

"I guess that... fits in with the rest of what I know."

"So if someone's not interested it's ...not usually for a reason that'd change at some point? Like it could be lots of reasons but they're mostly persistent ones."

"Hm, it's not that I wasn't interested, it was that I was waiting to find out if I would continue to be not not-interested for long enough, where 'long enough' is not a very well defined amount of time but isn't 'immediately'."

He smiles and shakes his head. "Well, I'm - happy. Not that I minded immensely or anything, but."

"- for similar reasons I wasn't actually planning on escalating past kissing today but on that one I'm flexible. So it's possible we should relocate just in case."

He glances at Auda's door. "Have I really not shown you my room yet? I guess there was less reason to once I gave you my coin collection. I had little displays for them with all my notes."

"That's adorable. But yeah, I haven't seen it."

He shows him. It's bigger and has shelves full of notes and a empty display case and a wall of interesting moss.

"I like the moss."