"Hopefully! We need to consider whether people who ought to summon somebody will just pass Vanyel around or if we want to allow more daeva to know Velgarth exists."

"Right. We'd better go talk to everyone, then–" He breaks off. "Savil, gods, are you all right? Come in, let's get you some dry clothes - hey, you!" He beckons to a random Healing-trainee. "Get Herald Savil some dry clothes and a hot drink, please, now. ...Everyone else, they grabbed the room this way." 

The room so grabbed is, in fact, Vanyel's previous hospital room; they were waiting there with the thought that the Healers would presumably bring Vanyel right back, if he made it. 

And then everything got ten times more confusing, and Randi is sitting in the chair by the empty bed, head in his hands, while Keiran paces and Kilchas glowers out the window. 

Randi immediately jumps to his feet. "Where's Van?" 

"Safe, with Yfandes outside. It's complicated, possibly sit down."

Randi nods, stiffly, and sits. 

Keiran stops pacing. Kilchas stands by the window with his arms folded. Jaysen leans against the doorframe. They wait for Cam. 

"In my homeworld-situation there are four afterlives for the people of the mortal world. Most people go to one called Limbo. Velgarth people do not appear in Limbo. People from my mortal world who summon daeva - apsels, angels, or fairies - become one of those kinds of daeva when they die, instead of going to Limbo. When Van was clearly not going to wake up, I conjured to check, and he was in Heaven, where angels live. Shavri summoned him, and he's fine."

"That's.... Wow. I, um. I need a minute to absorb that." 

Kilchas turns. "That mean if I killed myself on the spot right now, I'd come back immortal and indestructible with wings? ...Sounds like a better deal, honestly. These old bones aren't good for much anymore." 

Keiran makes a strangled sound. 

"...I mean, I can't guarantee it's consistent but that does seem to be the generalization we could optimistically make."

"Kilchas, do not." Randi turns. "Cam. Have we checked if Van still, er, has...Gifts? I'm not - well, you have a completely different kind of magic, right, I don't know if there could be both..." 

"Yeah, that's a good question, I don't know."

"- Randi, do not interrupt Van right now with that. We should definitely check before we make any moves, of course, but he's busy." 

"I wasn't planning to! It's not like it's that urgent, right..." 

"Well, we should have you do a summoning urgently. And maybe everyone else too, just - Kilchas, we're going to hold off on any other, er, big decisions until we understand this more, all right?" 

Kilchas grumbles something under his breath, but doesn't actually protest. 

"Right." Randi turns to Cam. "So, er, what do I do -?" 

"I mean, that depends on who you want to summon, if you want me that's a whole thing because my current summoner is Leareth and if you want Van that's a whole thing because he's had a hell of a day and if you want somebody else then suddenly several other worlds with billions of people in 'em know you guys exist. Do you have sapients who hatch from eggs?"

“Do we have what— nevermind. Why is your current summoner Leareth? We, er, questioned Vanyel and read his messages to you but it still doesn’t really…” Randi trails off, fidgeting. 

“Well, I mean, wasn’t it exactly what we were hoping for? A summoner who wasn’t a Herald and who the gods wouldn’t be able to just murder?”

Keiran makes another odd noise. 

"Yeah, it seems mostly pretty convenient, although less essential now that it turns out the daeva worlds can catch you folks. He offered me a summon while things were getting squirrely here and it was legit so I took it. Uh, the eggs thing is important. If you have sapients who hatch from eggs, apsels can make them, which affects the wisdom of letting them find out you exist without having any plan about that."

"I think hertasi might?" Shavri says quietly. "They're lizards, basically, and I'm pretty sure lizards lay eggs. Van would know for sure. There could be others." 

Randi frowns. "I...don't feel all that comfortable deciding to inform another world we exist without a lot more consideration. But I don't love asking Leareth for a favour on this either. I suppose if it can wait a few candlemarks, we could interrupt Van then? It's not like he'd mind." 

Shavri looks like she maybe wants to dispute this but is biting her tongue.