"Anecdotally, several clans of witches have gone ahead and started earlier and larger batches of children than they otherwise might have since I figured out the immortalization and they can expect to keep their sons, which means more daughters too, which means more witches to help with mass-production! Being able to resurrect too will only help."
"Hey," she says, realizing something else. "Can you resurrect Luzia's son? And her husband, pretty sure she misses her husband, too."
"Luzia can resurrect them, she's in my clan and will have the spell presently," Isabella points out. "And that would probably be less confusing for them. I cannot, of course, guarantee that you will get along with your girlfriend's husband when there is no prior arrangement of polyamory."
"Okay. Then she's probably going to. As to what happens after, I dunno. There could be fallout with dead husband, I guess. Dunno what I'd do then. I'll figure it out when I get there. I just figured I should ask, because - girlfriend. She misses them, I'm pretty sure."
"It's well-thought-of. Just wanted to be clear that there might be a displeasing surprise involved."
Veron is amused with this, but happy that his kids are so obviously happy. Strange new plane, weird funky magic, resurrection, talking possums - worth it, if they get to be happy.
Path gives said talking possum Being A Daemon 101 instructions.
Vernaia switches between snuggling Xahare and Path, obviously ecstatic. She helps a bit with Being A Daemon 101, but mostly she is going to snuggle.
Lecasryn is a bit more sedate about the entire affair, but she perches near Xahare and occasionally gives brief nuzzles.
"So, I know Zeviana is not really in a position to offer you a guest room; it would at best be a guest camping site," Isabella says to Veron, "but Adarin lives here with me, and if you would prefer that to a hotel, you can stay here while we find you a nice place on Earth, or you could go live on the colony world, or whatever you want to do."
He looks at Adarin, smirking. Yeah. His son's getting laid.
Adarin laughs a little, turning a bit red and taking his wife's hand.
Handsqueeze. "Well, but we wouldn't turn you out in the cold. We can get you a hotel room no problem though. There are lots of cities to choose from, do you have any preferences about - you won't recognize the individual cities, but city size, type, climate?"
"Warmish climate, not tropical. City size I don't care much about. Easiest one works fine for me, is there a city that's easy distance from Adarin and Zeviana? So they can visit. Or I can. I will knock."
Zeviana snorts with laughter. "I live on clan lands, there is no knocking. Also, hot naked witches."
"Anywhere I'd put you is near us, because we're a hop and a skip from the portal hub site. Nearish Zeviana without any portaling is Seattle, but it rains all the time and is not really warmish most of the year."
"Okay, we can get you a hotel and start househunting for you. I might want to delegate that if you don't want to consider it some kind of bonding activity."