Jisa is snuggling against him, but looking kind of bored and on the verge of interrupting. 

Aww. He will wait until the song is over or Jisa interrupts.

She sees him and waves. "Cam! CamCamCam did you see Uncle Van has WINGS now?" 

Vanyel stops singing and looks mildly self-conscious. 

"I did notice that! They're very lovely. Van, I found you this textbook on introductory medical angeling. Do you still have your Gifts?"

"Thank you. And - yes, I do! Is that, er, normal?" 

"There isn't exactly precedent!"

"I guess not. Er, what's going on - is there anything I need to help with -?" 

"No, no, nothing like that. Uh, Leareth wants more detail than 'Vanyel lives', how do you feel about that?"

"Huh! He - you told him I wasn't dead?" 

"He had enough spies to be worried in the first place so I figured telling him you were not dead would be better than letting those spies be like 'Vanyel is dead! And alive! And has wings! And isn't human anymore! And has new magical powers! And his body is over there somewhere! And he's sitting under a tree, at the same time! Did we mention the wings!' lest this confusion have any disagreeable results."

"....Huh. I guess that makes sense. - He was worried?" 

"He's attached to you, boy." Kilchas sounds deeply amused. "Can't blame him, either. I can imagine you'd be - pretty damned compelling." 

"...I'd be - what?" Vanyel looks helplessly at Cam. 

"You radiate a sort of oddly appealing pathos."

...He does what. 

Vanyel looks even more discomfited! He opens his mouth. Closes it again. Makes several different facial expressions.

"Er, it - probably won't harm Valdemar to tell him a bit more? So, um, you can go ahead." 

"Do you want to be more specific at all?"

"...What do you think he'll do, if you tell him I, er, killed myself and then came back as an angel?"

Vanyel isn't sure if Leareth's first response would be to try killing himself as well - for real, including taking down whatever his immortality spell is - since he's a summoner too, and the daeva magic is an improvement over Velgarth magic. 

"- Um, maybe don't tell him I kept my Gifts." 

"If you don't think that will sooner or later become obvious..."

"Sooner or later seems fine! I'm just...maybe a tiny bit worried that if he thinks being a daeva sounds too appealing, he'd immediately sabotage his immortality setup and kill himself, and that seems like it could get - complicated. Given that we're trying to keep Velgarth a secret." 

"And also that this would immediately unsummon me."

"- Good point. I sort of forgot that. Hopefully he wouldn't forget, but..." Shrug. "I guess you can tell him I, er, tried to kill myself and would've succeeded but it turned out I came back as an angel. And - that I'm fine now and he doesn't need to worry." 

"Okay." Cam drafts a letter, checks it with Vanyel (it says "Vanyel attempted suicide but is now instead an angel; he's fine, you don't need to worry").

...This is so agonizingly awkward. 

"Um. Can you tell him that I don't really want to answer a lot of questions about it next time we talk." 

Cam adds this and sends it off by drone into the mailbox up north as per usual.