"But mirror and making sure he and anyone else around him is not inclined to stab or ensorcel visitors, first," says Spring. "Especially if all the mages are going to be empty, including the emergency backup mages."
"Right, that's the smart thing to do. I mean, it's been a few days, Prime and I could probably manage the mirror on our own by now."
"So what's this one like, anyway, any immediately visible fun quirks?"
"Wings is cool, though. Boring humans are welcome to the club, but positive-sum contributions are better and wings are a good sign."
"Agreed. Prime, meet at Pantheon so we can send the care package? Actually, it might be best if we just all went to Pantheon."
"Joy. Crowding around a tiny mirror will certainly help with bonding."
"Yes, yes, delightful banter, the mirrors are annoying to talk through with this relay, go to your portals now."
"Are we being invaded?" asks a confused Idania, painting her toenails from three feet off of the ground in the portal room. The paintings are pretty, don't judge her. "Do I need to break out the fiery explosives? I totally can, I've got 'em."
"Prime found a male Zev' with wings and they're going to send him a mirror," says Spring. "Why do you have explosives? Do you keep them near my house? Please do not keep explosives near my house."
"I have explosives because they are a useful thing to have in case of invasions. And of course I don't keep them near your house. I know my explosive safety. Sort of."
"If you get yourself blown up with bad explosives safety I might be tempted to extort your deity before resurrecting you again," remarks Ice. "Anyway."