That's cute. He passes that one along.

...yeah okay kinda cute.

Sindri gets an email that reads The guy who sorts my proposals tossed me yours. How long did those spreadsheets even take?

Collecting and double-checking the data took five and a half hours, and constructing and finalizing the spreadsheets took a further one and a half afterward. Who sorts your proposals, Elvis?

Yeah, he thought it'd be fun. He can't take his, he's already married.

Congratulations to Elvis, if appropriate. Is he doing a good job with the sorting so far?

I'm not checking his 'no' pile but nothing he's sent me to read has been a waste of time. I did tell the intervewer I didn't think people who read in a magazine that I was single were my type but they cut that and I might be too famous now to have uncontaminated romances anyway.

Uncontaminated? Is fame a contaminant? I do think I get what you mean, but being famous for being Revelation just seems like an easy way to elevate yourself to the attention of everyone in the world who would be attracted to you for the reasons outlined in my spreadsheet.

Anyway, I don't know if I'm your type but this seemed like a good way to find out.

Being famous for being Norman Borlaug would do that, maybe, but Revelation is kind of too glitzy to be a good filter.

I admit to not having sent a marriage proposal to Norman Borlaug, but then, I'm probably a little young for him. And I've never seen him shirtless on Youtube. Perhaps he, too, has a terribly fetching pair of wings by now.

Limbo. I have a letter for him in the queue for next concordance.

Is it a marriage proposal?

He's already married!

Fair enough.

Anything interesting going on in your life besides unveiling the nature of the afterlife and cautioning people not to fuck with Valinor, or is that not for the likes of me to know?

It's mostly those things. And hanging out with Elvis and warning the last Earth Elves that they have been discovered.

I'll let you know if I come across anything I think you should take a look at, shall I?

Can't hurt to have a second pair of eyes out.

I have a duty! If I'd found out about summoning before you did, I'd be Revelation. Although since I was around ten years old at the time I suppose it wouldn't technically have been my duty yet. (I can fill you in on the sociopolitical context if you're baffled; I have no idea how much investigation into my life to assume you've done already. In your place I would've put in at least six hours of research by now.)

I assume anyone who deliberately gets a demon's attention knows they might be spied on, that doesn't mean it feels polite to do it!

Well, extant resources in English on what it means to be a thane of Thule are a bit terrible anyway - I have made the assumption that you don't speak Thulic and don't have a tremendously convenient way to come to do so, correct me if I'm wrong. And feel free to put six hours of research effort into investigating my life, although I reserve the right to object if I later find your house solemnly decorated with tiny statues of me brushing my teeth or something creepy like that.

I do not require any such statues, nor do I speak Thulic or have a way to distinguish a summons intended to give it to me from any of the hundreds of circles that are currently out with my name on them. Is there anything I should avoid conjuring up, or reading if I run into it, or whatever?

I can't think of anything that strikes me as a particular privacy concern on a level less obvious than Tiny Statues Of Myself I Would Prefer Not To See Decorating Your Home. I do not think I need to enumerate the list of tiny statues of myself I would prefer not to see decorating your home. If you nose into my email conversations or whatever I will judge you based on what you expected to gain from the information and limit myself to a moderate number of jokes about how you'd be in good company in the NSA.

I will be sure to hide all my tiny statues in the closet. It's just that 'complete works of' and 'complete published works of' are conjurable parameters but if you don't publish things there's nothing in between.

He coauthored a cryptography paper a couple of months ago with a grad student at Thule's national university. He's won a double handful of essay contests over the years, attached to various publications both in and out of the country, about two-thirds of them in English and the rest in Thulic; the ones Cam can read were all pretty amazing. He has letters to the editor in a couple of newspapers, similarly eloquent. He does not have sole authorship of any published works.

Okay. What does he look like, while doing something more decorous than brushing his teeth, inquiring minds etc.

4'9", late teens, pleasingly symmetrical facial features. Hell of a smile.