"Okay. See you hopefully pretty shortly, on your end." And upstairs - yes, upstairs, one foot in front of the other; she's totally capable of walking out of the bar and she can mope about how lonely she is in her room, where it won't bother the person who is much much more successful at morality than she is and has been through a lot worse things than she has.
She does that.
The novelty of the library has worn off a lot even though she's gone through a negligible fraction of its content. Maybe she needs something more intellectual; she starts a course each in biology, chemistry, and summoning. That helps. She pokes at the translation effect via French. That doesn't, really.
And after four days, she still has magic left but the most recent sim gave her important enough information that she decides to share this round's file with Cam.
Sauron: Ancora claims they'd need to see a Maia to be able to tell. Simming them meeting a Maia fails to work. They claim that it's true that targeting someone generally gives them a soul while appearing in someone else's sim doesn't.
Demon/sangrade interactions: They say they don't expect it to cause any problems; when asked how confident they were, they raised the idea of trying it on a different demon first.
Species: Ancora's grandparent is a crystal bipyramid. Their great-grandparent is a woven metal ring.
Revelation: They claim to not directly want the world to be vampires, and say they'd be satisfied with another solution to death. They were adamant that everyone who wants to be a vampire should get the chance to become one.
Omnipotence: Starting with one copy of them immediately after it's made shows that they're jumping to and freezing time in as many universes as possible. The one I watched stayed in Milliways to ask you for advice. Checked if you thought the time-pausing was an okay idea (while still doing it, though), then asked logistical questions about fixing Valinor and did that, following your specifications. Paused Arda and started asking the two of us what they should do about my world.
. . . Probably sending the file synched their time flows, didn't it. And maybe it makes more sense to keep that bit of magic on hand for dealing with new questions than to stay up here answering older ones.
She triple-checks that this logic makes sense on its own and isn't, at least, transparently motivated by selfishness, and tamps down hard on the hope that maybe this will be the last round, and goes downstairs.