"Yeah. I also wonder if you can make nonhumans, they might not object if we make and fight dragons even though it's really much worse than killing comatose people."

"Didn't try that with the newborns, might have interacted with the free will."

"Yeah, makes sense. I think it's the next test, though. Can any people make animals? When I offered to use Mount someone thought that's what I meant but I don't know if it's a known thing. If it were you wouldn't think you'd have cannibal rounds."

"Nope, can't make animals or they wouldn't have to be so strict about sausage."

"Okay. Next trial I'll maybe do a half-elf, they can pass for human, get four more spells we can use. You should be in the loop since we should be claiming you did them."

"I can actually do them," he offers.

"Presumably not right away, if you just made a baby to drop off a boat."

"Not this week, right, but were you going to make another this week?"

"I guess that's not laying low at all. There are more spells I want now that we can get spells that way, but - it's not urgent, and I couldn't afford her spellbook that fast anyway." She is almost done copying out his.

"Next one should have some moneymaker spells. Laundry they can get from yours, I'm not sure the numbers work on scribing, but maybe Silent Image, Ant Haul..."

"I bet you can sell castings of Cunning or Wisdom specifically for making someone with a clearer picture in your head, how many people are made a week here -"

"Twiceharbor has about... fifty thou... assume they all live sixty Golarion years... two, three a day in Twiceharbor specifically."

"So maybe once it's widely known that's good money for two of my second-level spell slots."

"Yep. And an argument against going to Lemondale."

"It's smaller? We also might wanna split up, at some point, so as to not have all our eggs in one basket. Though I worry a little bit it's hard to keep people - aligned on a big project, if Asmodeus doesn't reach us - if we split and go in slightly different directions."

"It's smaller, and the lemons blighted a while back, there's space for us to move in. If Asmodeus doesn't reach us, hm - Asmodia, any joy?"

"No," says Asmodia in a small voice, from where she's been praying.

"You I gave a contingency which is loosely mine, if we can't reach Golarion from here at all or affect anything that happens there." Apologizing to Asmodia seems stupid, when she specifically designed her to not really participate more than perfunctorily in human social rituals, but -

- she feels kind of bad about that now. Wants to - make it work out okay, somehow. 

"It does seem like it'd be hard to keep everybody aligned while out of touch," Daron says neutrally. "Better once there's some Sending floating around."

"What's the history of this world? Do they know how old it is? Do any of the gods claim to have made it?"

"- uh, I don't know how to tell you this, but the religions here that make any serious claims at all are all so totally incompatible that it's most likely they are all fiction that got out of hand."

" - wow, okay. I thought the localest one was stupid but - I guess I had bounded the convincingness of the other ones with 'they didn't replace the real dumb one' - there are just no gods here, you think?"

"If there are any it doesn't seem like they care much if anyone knows about it."

"Hmmm.

Do they have any theories of how there'd be people if the gods didn't make them?"

"Spontaneous generation - some people think that's what happens with cannibal rounds, that nobody landed there, they just started in place - or that there have always been people."

"Hmmm, okay. - what do they do for healing."