"...how do you do all that, anyway? I don't think I... know how magic works. I don't think I know how a lot of things work, actually."

"Oh, this isn't anything local, anyway, I've always been able to do it. Well--not exactly always, I had to figure out how, but it's a me thing, not a here thing." 

"That's weird. Is that weird? I guess I don't actually have any idea whether that's weird but I feel like it's weird."

"It's...pretty weird. There aren't many people who are or were like I am. Most people don't know we exist."

"Neat!"

"Well, it's also what got me killed."

"...less neat."

"Yep. I'm a--I couldn't find a less self-aggrandizing word for it than 'god,' which is not one of the kinds of magical people known to exist, those being fairies and demons. Demons are bad news and one of them figured out what I was and killed me before I could interfere with them being bad news at people."

"...Do you want a hug?"

"Pretty much always."

Hug. "I'm sorry you got murdered."

Snuggle. Guess who has HIGH TOUCH NEEDS. 

"Thanks. It was no fun."

Snuggle!! She's so cozy. A+ Daimonarch, would snug again.

"I wanna be your friend and never let anybody murder you ever again."

"I wanna be friends with you and all the other Daimonoi and never let anybody get murdered ever again and figure out how to bring back everyone who's dead." Oh man you know what would contribute to the coziness of this snuggle? If she had fluffy wings again. And wrapped them around him. 

Good! Good. Good yes this. Cozy wing snuggles.

"Sounds like a plan to me. I mean, I have no idea if it's possible, but I'm game to try."

Brightly: "Lots of things are possible if you refuse to consider the possibility of giving up on them!" 

"I guess that's one way of looking at it!"

"As far as I can tell, it didn't directly lead to my murder, so I think I can legitimately say that it's worked out for me so far!"

"What... happened with that? If you don't mind me asking. I mean, you said, but—I dunno, maybe you'd rather not get into it."

"So--I don't know exactly how he found me, he didn't, like, villainously monologue at me, but a demon--I don't know if I've told you things about demons and fairies besides the fact that demons are bad news--I think he had been following me, because he waited until I was alone, and then he grabbed me, and he tried to put a cloth soaked with some kind of chemical over my mouth, but I can shapeshift things that aren't me, and a demon can't, so I turned the cloth into water, and tried to make him let me go, but I wasn't better at shapeshifting him than he was at shapeshifting himself, and he was really strong, and I tried to turn myself into a shape he couldn't hold onto, but I hadn't quite gotten away when--someone shot me--and I could fix the damage, but, I think the second one got me in the head." 

"Man, that sucks."

"Yeah." 

Snuggle. 

"I hope--someday--I can let my mom know I'm okay." 

"Is your mom nice?"

"Yeah. She's really nice. I love her a lot." 

Cozy squeeze. "I'm sorry you got murdered and ended up in a different world from her."