...Sure. They can do that. Of course. 

"Just a moment." And he tries praying to Abadar again for his spells. 

:...Also I suppose that we need to talk properly at some point: he adds to the prayer. :Important news:

:I gathered. From the presence of the spaceship. I don't think Asmodeus has noticed it; I am the god shaped most to notice valuable things that are the product of extraordinary mortal effort, and it's too far away for me to notice when you're not on it.:

Abadar is DELIGHTED about spaceships, they feel like an important height of mortal achievement, they're so valuable.

...Aww, Leareth is always happy about Abadar's priorities. Spaceships ARE delightful and valuable and a pinnacle of mortal achievement and he hasn't dedicated nearly enough time, yet, to being pleased about this discovery, because instead (other more pressing needs.) 

:Just please keep it to yourself - you must understand the importance -: and he tries to push all of it across, the condensed summary of thoughts he's wrestled with and noted down and distilled over two long days of travelling in the Void. 

And he asks for his spells. 

:I do not think a war with Asmodeus would be wise but I will not indicate to Him any of this.:

And He gives him his spells.

:Thank you: He adds in the wordless appreciation, that isn't quite 'I love you' - that's not at all the right ontology for gods or for how he relates to Abadar - but isn't entirely dissimilar either. 

He opens his eyes, stands up. Checks if the Yeerk staff have any more questions. 

(They don't voice any, at least, though possibly they're just intimidated by him.) 

And he Gates back to his and Carissa's suite, carrying the television screen setup. 

The Carissas are talking. 

"So you hooked up with Ma'ar?"

"- did Mhalir tell you that?"

"Oh, don't be embarrassed about it, I think it's cute! You met an alternate universe version of my husband and you got along! ...also I think it's slightly surprising because Leareth took kind of a while to come around and he was going to marry me."

"Oh, you have to beat him in a fight, that's the trick."

"You beat Ma'ar in a fight? Velgarth mages are unreasonable, they can do four different things at once and their spells barely take any time to get off..."

"I have a rod of spell-quickening and Mhalir and I can do two things at once - not cast two spells, but cast a spell and use a shredder -"

"Of course you have a rod of spell-quickening. You know, even if someone dumps fifty pounds of spellsilver on me I'll have to sell it so we can fund the schools, probably."

"You'll have to? Who'll make you?"

"It being the right thing to do and everything."

"Wow, sounds terrible."

"You're the one who apparently went to Heaven?"

"I don't know what was decided at trial but I'm not very invested in other people aside from them not getting turned into ashes over the gods having political disputes. But I'm very invested in that, and I - 

- tried for it. I guess."

"The other stuff is just like - schools should be good schools and not bad schools, clever merchants should make money, it shouldn't ruin your life if your parents are terrible, it's not really very arcane and complicated -"

"Good stuff. Too bad in gods it comes mixed in with 'at war with Evil'."

"I guess it does."

The threshold glows. 

"So. James Bond?" 

"- I have been considering it. I thought we might check out 'From Russia with Love'." Mhalir glances at his Carissa. "We have not watched that one yet but the Earth movie reviewers thought highly of it, supposedly." 

"Let's do it. Russia is another, rival, Earth country. Have you got permanent Tongues -"

"It's not quite as pricy as goggles of true seeing! And I need it for work."