"...Which people got put back?"

"Uh, one of my alts was fighting an evil god and he had to destroy a planet but he could put most of the people back because they were Space Elves."

"...oh," says Miles, contemplating this revelation. "...Okay."

"He's still really sad about it a lot. Even though it was the right thing. Boots was sad too - and she felt bad because she wasn't sure what to think when there was a prophecy I'd kill a lot of people, and it turns out under the right circumstances she'd kill even more people - we got lucky, we don't have to hurt anyone. Ever."

"Good!" says Miles. "I don't want to have to hurt anyone ever, I want to learn all the magic and fix all the everything."

Bounce bounce. "...I don't think you're an Andi alt or a Thor alt, those are the other Bell siblings, but you might be I guess?" Check check - "nope."

"I'm adopted," says Nika.

"So's Loki, the one whose sister is Thor - and we don't know how adoptedness affects it -"

"Affects... what?"

"The alts thing. It doesn't make much sense."

"It kinda doesn't."

"If all those universes don't have any of me then that's their loss," asserts Miles.

"I have an alt who wanted to wish to understand how it worked but Gem is being really careful with the wish thing."

"It sounds like a really important wish thing!"

There is a sound in the distance. Miles tilts his head to listen.

"Mama's here!" he says, and indeed there is a glimpse of a flying vehicle visible before it lands on the other side of the house.

"Ooh -" And she turns Magic around to trot thataway, since Grandda is taking a nap anyhow.

He flaps along!

Miles lags behind a little since he did not get back on his horse.

A tall woman with red hair emerges from the flying vehicle.

"Hello, Nika. Hello, Miles. What's the surprise?"

"This is Epic and he's from another universe and he can fly and turn invisible and teleport and make arbitrary material objects and we want to make the world better and you should help!"

...The tall woman blinks. "Well, that's certainly surprising."

"I did say."

"Also there is secretly magic here and I am it and so is Miles and there are alternate universe mes who invent things and fight evil gods and stuff."

"Well, inventing things and fighting evil gods seem like reasonable things to do with your time if there are evil gods around to be fought. How do you tell that someone is magic? Do you know anything else about the magic?"

"You should turn visible again," Nika says in not quite Epic's direction, "Grandda's not looking - uh, the making things only works on things that are not magic so if he can't make something that means it's magic - I know lots about it we've been talking about it for hours -"

Visible again! "Hi! I can make anything that is made out of atoms and I cannot make Nika or Miles so they are not which is weird."

"...If Nika and Miles are not made out of atoms they're made out of a very convincing facsimile," she says. "Hello, Epic. I'm Cordelia. It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too can I have a hug."

"Yes, of course," she says, holding out her arms.