"Please do not bet my ability to survive close proximity with a lion on my objective sexiness."

"I won't," he giggles. "I'm pretty sure the situation won't come up, anyway."

"Probably not."

"And if it does I might be able to just wreck its circulatory system."

Snort. "My loyal knight-mage."

"It's what I'm for." Pause. "One of the things."

"You have many uses."

"Yep, I'm like the human version of a Swiss army knife."

She laughs and kisses him.

He kisses her back!

"Yeah."

So off they go to the fair. It has booths. The military ones are prominent, as are the other government agencies that use psions.

He's... not terribly keen on military, he has caused enough damage when he eclipsed. What's available for mages?

Healing and niches thereof - apparently you can make good money on the mage equivalent of plastic surgery in particular. Experimental efficient power generation. Ultraprecise manufacturing. Transmutation of rare materials. Transport. Construction. Somebody wants advance commitments for a Mars program a few decades out. Bioengineered plants and animals. Natural disaster relief and weather control. Deep sea exploration.

Well, healing first, naturally, since he's already working on that part.

There are several companies with booths having to do with healing! They're all in a section, near the other specific biomage applications; some of the booth attendants wave at Sadde and Isabella.

Well, this is what Sadde's here for! He scoots over there.

"It's a possibility," he says diplomatically.

"We do some of the stereotypical 'facelift, nosejob' work," says the booth attendant. "I don't want to understate its importance to the people who seek it out. But you might not know that we also do cosmetic dentistry - it's much more efficient and painless than conventional orthodontia - and reconstructions for burn victims and sex changes and weight control."

His eyebrows twitch when he suppresses his surprise. That is in fact interesting. "That's pretty interesting," he voices his thoughts. "I'm personally—"

"—acquainted with some details of sex changes."

"Oh, you could probably learn to do it for other people in fairly short order if you've already got it down for yourself!" exclaims the booth attendant, pushing a flyer into Sadde's hand.

Sadde returns to his preferred shape for the day and accepts the flyer, peering at it with interest.