"Ooo. Sure! I need to work on the mirror thing anyway, so I'll be hanging around here a lot. Might as well live here. Want to grab one of the provided apartments, or go make our own house somewhere?"

"Detached house, I think, these are designed for nondaeva and have, like... kitchen cupboards."

"Ah yes. Kitchen cupboards. The bane of demons everywhere," she snickers. "Yeah, sure, let's go build a house."

"Spring!" calls Cam. "You don't mind if we park a house on your mountain, do you?"

"Go ahead. Come fix my house too, and see if Idania wants to wheedle you into doing hers, while you're at it."

"I have no idea who that is, but we can go find her and renovate her house, along with yours. I'm pretty fine with being Cam's architecture buddy."

"Idania's my friend, she ushered me into this world from my original. She's Rae's acolyte. And also lives on this mountain." Out they go, as other Bells and Adarins and Zevs return to their respective homes.

"Aha. And she, unlike just about everyone else I've met, is not an alt of myself, my brother, or my boyfriend?"

"Right. If there are more of her we haven't found any yet. Idania, you home?" calls Spring when they're near the relevant house.

"No," snorts Idania. "I can fly, it's awesome, I don't need wings."

"Because she's Rae's acolyte," explains Spring to the daeva. "If you spot me flying it's because of this necklace Prime made me. Anyway. Idania, the winged people do magic architecture, how do you feel about the architectural decisions you made when you had to cajole people into hauling the relevant objects up a mountain?"

That sentence and the implications of it actually causes her to briefly drop out of the sky and land slightly less than gracefully. And then, after a brief stumbly correction, she says intensely, "No. Not at all, magic architecture, what do you mean by magic architecture, what are the exact limits of what you magical winged people can do? Because I have ideas."

"... Uh? I can change anything to anything else, and he can make anything. We are good at being a team."

"Do you, by any chance, like testing things out? Trying new things?"

"Sometimes? If it gets me things that I want?"

Idania floats closer, grinning. "We are going to have fun together."

"It is also," mentions Cam, "possible to, effectively, hire any of billions of other people with abilities identical to ours, if you nip into our world first and draw something. But maybe you'll come up with experiments that haven't been done, who knows."

"That is - I'm - I am going to need specifics on the drawing I would have to do and what it's common to pay people with. But I want that."

"Fairies you can get to do relatively brief things for, like, food or trinkets. Angels haggle more but they're still in the market for material goods, especially complicated ones. Us demons are tricky to pay but you can get nice ones to do things for you with book recommendations."

"I do know a lot of books, but - you're under Cypress's fancy translation spell, right? I bet the demons I summon wouldn't be, and it's not like I know that many foreign books." She tilts her head. "What do the non-nice ones want people to pay with? Do they just not make deals, or is it more like, 'Bwuahahaha, let me have two continents and an island and enslave all of the people on them, and you can have a pretty house," or something?"

"... Not quite. More - uh. 'The oldest profession' kind of - deals."

"The oldest...? Hunter? Gatherer? Holder of the burny thing that brings light and also ouch when touched...?" Idania pauses. "Oh. That oldest profession. Bleh, pass, I've got a boyfriend."