"Yep. You can still write letters, though; I have several penpals. But this is often not really enough when it comes to loved ones, so if you want to opt out of potentially becoming a summoner, I won't make faces at you."
"Okay, we're skipping on a thing called a binding because I know my friend and I don't know enough about bindings to make one that isn't terrible. A binding prevents daeva from doing certain things, like making a black hole to destroy the planet, or killing their summoner, so on. But, again, I have known this guy for a while. A little over a century. He is quite trustworthy." Pause. "Dismissing a summon means thinking about dismissing them for about a minute, so if he, against all odds, starts causing trouble, I get you away from him and you think very hard about making him go away. But that shouldn't happen at all." She motions to the circle. "Well, anyway. Circle's all yours."
"I would like you to explain to me the reasoning behind not using one of those bindings you mentioned, though I am thankful you told me they exist at all."
"I could prevent him from, say, killing you, but that's not the danger of a daeva. The danger of a daeva is if one you summoned put you in a coma, then took you to - I don't know, the Moon, and then put you on an IV drip for the rest of your life while they go do whatever they want. And I can't prevent that at all. ... I mean I could switch this up to a fairy summoning, but another my-set-of-powers won't scale as well as having multiple types of daeva. And summoning a fairy wouldn't erase the danger of summoning other daeva, and all of the fairies I know don't like to work long-term and expect to go home in an hour or two, and we haven't proven that daeva can be unsummoned here, and I really do trust my friend."
"I believe you trust your friend," he says, trying to be delicate. "I also know you spent a few minutes around the Simurgh. How sure are you you trusted them before being in contact with her?"
She reviews her mental state and checks to see if anything at all has changed in her opinion of him.
"... Quite sure," she pronounces, after a moment of thought. "I consistently recommended him to summoners when they wanted a daeva of his type, we have been long time penpals, and he's accepted shitty pay before to do good work when it would have been in his best interest to refuse the job."
He sighs. "Well, as far as we know, the Simurgh doesn't affect long term memories. Let's see if this will work, then. Do I have to do anything other than complete the circle?"
He completes the circle.
Absolutely nothing happens.
Morgan looks at the circle, pensively.
"... One point towards Mary O'Brien being a parahuman that has made a very sentient projection," she says. "Though I still don't think I was made a few days ago at all."
"It's a possibility." She smiles at Legend a bit. "I might have misinformation, but I assure you, I'm not crazy."
"If your entire history is completely fabricated, the line is pretty thin," he says, smiling a bit.
"I disagree. I am still capable of sincerely asking myself if I'm crazy or not, I have quite a lot of self awareness, and I'm not - taking conclusions I've reached through my memories and running off with them anymore. I have not just assumed that I am definitely correct because that's what my memories say. I am not interested in hurting people and want to help society at large. But if I am crazy, I'm a very convenient kind of crazy."
"Sorry, that's not what I meant. You are definitely possessed of all your cognitive faculties to the extent I can determine."
"Well. Given that either your arrival here is a terribly lucky fluke or you are one of the strongest parahumans or parahuman-effects to ever appear, we should make the best of it. What are your plans?"
"Lawyer. Possibly followed by talking to a superhero outfit designer of some kind so I can easily fit in instead of running around in clothes a size too big that someone handed to me. Then something large scale and helpful that'll net me a lot of money very quickly, followed by hiring someone to manage my PR and an agent to help me sort through all of the things I need to do, along with living conditions and general amenities. During down time, researching everyone of interest in the world, paying special attention to villains that seem like they've been handed a bad hand in life."
He blinks. "Well, I'm glad you have it all figured out, then. And I promised you I'd find the number of a good lawyer when we arrived, right. Let's go find it. And the Protectorate can pay for your housing while you don't have any money, I'm pretty sure, you're not technically a victim of the Leviathan attack but you did end up homeless because of it, in a roundabout way."
Morgan snorts. "I mean, I'd like a place to live, but I don't need to eat or sleep, so it's not a huge priority of mine. I'd rather have a comfortable fortune and people to help me use my powers intelligently first."