"Maybe requests in general?  So far between you and all of me we just have one phone that works on local networks, and I don't imagine you get signal down here, so that probably has to wait for a trip up although I could walk to Jordan's and likely use theirs if necessary."

"Yeah, you'll have some triage to do."

"Quite.  Should bringing more of me down here possibly get moved a bit up the priority list, for dealing with various local concerns?"

"Maybe, yeah. Especially if the laws of nature don't notice resurrection is a thing sooner than later. I don't think I should try to pilot remotely from this far away, though, the repeaters would be doing a lot of work around weird corners and they're not tested for that, so it will have to wait till I go upstairs to fetch some of you."

"I'm just wondering whether it might be smart to push that to before too many more batches, in case something or other goes wrong."

"Plausible. How long do you think I should hang out down here before I go fetch more you?"

"Maybe until after the incoming batch gets relatively settled?"

"Sounds good." He sits himself down on a bench near the edge to wait.

The next group has a similar proportion of criers but a slightly more enthusiastic set of greetings.  The one with eight feet of hair is most of the way through chain-stitching it into a slightly more manageable state; several people are poking or patting at their rearranged faces.

Do they want mirrors? He'll install some in the shuttle too as long as it's here.

Yes they do!!  A couple people who weren't crying before start once they see themselves.

...in a good way or does he need to make some emergency adjustments?

Two of them seem probably positive, the other is - definitely overwhelmed?  It's not very clear.

Just under half of the batchees head straight for the lie-down building.  One of them requests a book first and then a few other people pause or turn around to ask for one as well.

Books for all who desire books!

Only a few of them manage to come up with specific titles they want.

The rest of them can have... uh... coffee table book type things full of landscape and wildlife photography?

Sure, that causes most of them to start wheeling away, until a newly-teenaged guy asks whether there's music on offer and half of them stop again.

He pipes some strings into the built-in speakers in the lie-down building.

That group rolls off with a smattering of 'Thanks's, sniffles, and 'Dankci's.

The one who asked to be made prepubescent wants to know, "What are the laws here?"

"Work in progress, is there a specific controversy you need a ruling on right now?"

"Am I legally an adult or a kid?  Or is there not going to be a difference?"

"You are an adult what with having an adult soul! You should probably apprise anyone you are going to have sex with, if applicable, of the situation, to avoid awkward misunderstandings."

"N - I - it's not going to be applicable," he stammers, flushing.

"Then you are an adult full stop, enjoy."

"Okay."  He rolls off into the city, a bit more briskly than everyone else has been going.

Jawclick lady asks, "What about star clouds, I heard those were going to be here later?  What if they're a mix?"