The fairy looks at his computer and then turns the display so the interviewer can see. There's the grocery list.

He freezes for a solid ten seconds.

"It's possible to get a brain implant that demon-proofs information you use it to record," says the fairy earnestly. "I can tell this is really important to you and we can get the research fast-tracked for local brain anatomy."

"But you can get - anything - people naked - everything anyone wrote before you came - the ways people decorate their bedrooms - right?"

"- they can but it's not that likely that they will, for any given person."

"...I do not consent to resurrection," he says, and freezes his heart.

The fairy is pretty freaked out about that.

The way they do filming in Har doesn't require that someone be right there in the room behind a camera. There do happen to be an illusion mage and knowledge mage in the next room toying with what might be called camera angles, or more accurately at this point, staring vaguely at the metal they were testing angles on and not particularly toying with anything.

The illusion mage recovers first and walks in. Possibly someone should have some manner of interaction with the fairy about this. ...She does not have any ideas for what kind of interaction it should be.

The fairy is sobbing into his scarf!

The illusion mage is so at a loss and honestly sobbing sounds like a very relatable response right now. She's not doing it, but, super relatable. She liked that guy. Also every time she has ever gotten off is now basically public. Also she would prefer the fairy not be sad, which seems basically unachievable but slightly less unachievable than anything else.

"...Hi. Um. I totally saw that that wasn't murder and I will let people know if it comes up."

"Um... th-thank you?" whimpers the fairy.

Seems like an odd response but it's at least sensical. "Do you want to go be in the same room as me and Malar who was also watching?"

"...okay." The fairy floats along after her.

When they get there the illusion mage curls up clutching the illusion blank they were using to her chest as if she desperately needs a hug from something that isn't metallic and doesn't imagine either of the other people in the room are valid sources of hugs. "So I guess we don't have to go outside to let anyone know, huh," she says.

Malar looks up and shivers and seems to snap out of it.

"I'm sorry," sobs the fairy. "Are - are a lot of people going to do that -"

"Uh, probably some? I like being alive but I like it less now," says the illusion mage. She does not attempt to charge because it would make her feel slightly less bad if the fairy felt slightly less bad so she's going to give him free stuff about it. "I don't think you have to be sorry about it? The demons should be sorry, the demons should stop existing, everything would be fine if we could make every demon stop being conscious forever and destroy anything they already conjured about us."

The fairy finds this bewildering enough as a thing to say that he stops crying and looks puzzled at her.

"...Because then the thing that upset everyone here wouldn't be true? Probably if that happened Aisan wouldn't even want to be dead. I guess you might feel like that was worse if you have demon friends but I don't have any of those. At any rate if anyone's going to try to appease us it should be the people who caused the problems in the first place and not you."

"There's... billions of them. And they're important. And they don't even care how you decorate your bedroom. I don't understand why you'd want them all dead?"

"Because sometimes I like to have privacy for things. It's - I mean - it's - maybe it's not something fairies care about, I don't know, all the humans I know care, and all the caralendri I know care, and obviously agerah care even more than we do a lot of the time. I'm not really seeing how there being billions of them would make it any better."

"It... makes it worse to kill them all, since it would be billions of murders and not just a few? And they - have better things to do? Than invade your privacy. I guess there's probably a few who do that kind of thing but it's so, so so unlikely they'd pick you, there's so many people, it's probably likelier that your privacy mage defrauded you in the first place."

"I am my privacy mage! I didn't defraud myself! I admit that billions of murders would be intensely disruptive and counter to the rule of law and also the demons would be against it."

"Okay but for any given person who isn't their own privacy mage it is probably likelier that their privacy mage defrauded them than that a demon super cares what they look like naked or how they decorate their bedroom. ...demons do have kind of a reputation of really wanting to organize all the writing that has ever been written so I guess that might be more of a concern. Would it help if we tried to avoid making this world known to the general demon population? I worry that would make it more interesting, not less, if they figured out there was a secret world..."

"I don't know! The government could figure it out, but if you tell them then maybe they'll kill themselves instead! This is not my job and I don't want it to be my job but I'd rather it be my job than live in an anarchy because we can't have a government and two of the imperial ministers are agerah. I don't know. I could be wrong. Maybe they'll be really chill. Maybe if you lead with 'we're trying to figure out how to fix this' before you explain what the problem is."

"Maybe." The fairy has his face in his scarf again. "Possibly someone who is not me should try to do that."