She pauses, quill pen poised hovering in the air.  (The quill looks rather like the feathers on her own wings.)

"An objection?  No - or, I don't know, but I've never heard of them having objections before.  The bigger question is whether they expect you'd be able to." 

Hopefully he hasn't already fucked this up. "I don't know, exactly, what powers would be required, but becoming a powerful God seems like a start. Do you know what would be needed, in a situation like this?"

She shakes her head.  "That's the main thing I'm asking.  If there's anything else you want to ask...?"

"Does time in the new universe have to run at the same rate as in the rest of the multiverse?"

"No, and the different parts of the multiverse usually don't run at the same rate."

"I don't know how to fix Golarion, but I wouldn't mind having a thousand years for every day that Pharasma and Asmodeus get."

She nods with a wild smile, and plucks the quill out of the air.  The letter folds itself up into a bird, which flies up into the sky and out of sight.

Coordinator Sierra Foxtrot, to Psychopomp re Lac Miller
Re: Pharasma and potential interaction with subjects' origin sub-multiverse.

As stated in the materials you were given before being assigned this project, all interaction with your subjects' home multiverse must go through Pharasma or Otolmens.  We must conclude the Will of the Multiverse in Council could overpower them if They tried, but with substantial risk.

That said, this of course does not bind the universe of Villarosa.  Of course, the Worldbuilding Department would consult with our Department before putting divinities in a place where they would have the ability and inclination to interfere.  What response we might be inclined to give depends in part, of course, on which of your subjects is asking.

"They... seem to think there's more than one of you."

"What?"

She throws the letter in the air (it hovers slowly before wafting over in Lac's direction), and waves her hand in a knot before pointing it at Lac himself.

"Your soul - there's something weird about your soul.  I would've thought everyone from your home universe just has a soul looking like yours if I'd looked at you a few minutes ago, except...?"

Is that a spell. Is she casting Detect Soul

Why yes, she was.

And now she's drawn out from her pocket the same book she was looking at near the beginning, and she's frantically leafing through it again.

He's just going to sit here.

After several minutes, she looks up from the book.  "Well, it seems I'm not the only one confused.  Half of these notes are talking about you as more than one person.  But only half of them.  It's not unprecedented to do this with more than one person at a time - I've done it before with two people, once - but usually they tell us about both the people!  And usually I can see both of the people!

"The only thing I did find about the other person is their name.  Do you happen to know any 'Seshka Vorlesh'?"

"Is there an invisible second person here? I've heard the name 'Vorlesh,' but that's Areelu Vorlesh, an archmage who's probably dead." He's going to look around for, like, grass stalks bending where they shouldn't be, or something.

An archmage?  That raises possibilities.

"... I don't suppose you ever interacted with her?  Or with anywhere she might have left a piece of her soul?  Or some soul associated with her?"

"Before I died on Golarion, there's some amount of time I can't remember. It might have been the result of a plot where notably powerful magic was expended, and I have no idea who might have done it or why. I hope it wasn't a not-actually-dead Areelu Vorlesh. She's best known for opening a rift to one of the evil afterlives, the one where souls are driven to torture and cannibalize each other. That rift is one of the world's biggest problems, because the demons - maddened transformed souls - are constantly pouring out of it."

"Were you near anything connected to her?  Or to the demons?"

She casts another spell, leaning on any person to answer her question.  If Lac wants to answer, he won't feel anything.  But if Seshka is here and can answer separately, then - here in the Angel's own home - they will.

"I was traveling by oxcart. Then I lost some time, and the next thing I knew I was bleeding out on a stretcher, being carried into a city next to the Worldwound, the rift, by disguised people who later turned out to be demons."

There's no other response.

"That does sound like something that could be linked to Areelu Vorlesh... except then you got killed by demons, which makes me wonder what she was planning?"

"If she wanted me dead, there were simpler ways to accomplish that. I'm guessing her plans misfired, if it was in fact her."

"Maybe!  But -"

If the imploring-to-answer spell doesn't work, how about information another way?  She casts a simple divination:  the Age-Telling spell, on all souls nearby.