"Nah. They mostly want demons and anyway I'm fed up to here with the kinds of work they'd even have for me. I'm really glad you like it, though! They really paid attention to wind patterns, I've seen some dumb desert placement and some ridiculous kludges to keep their nice Mediterranean climates from getting obnoxious amounts of dust blown in and this place shouldn't have that problem."

"Wow, the things you must think about when you can make a planet!" She shakes her head. "I'm just so glad we have a planet, it was looking like we'd all go down with the last one, and then that we wouldn't all get to that shantytown disaster in time..."

He nods. "Yeah. I'm sorry." He's trying not to have emotions about their problems at them but he gets discernibly choked up about that.

"I never even had to sleep in the shantytown, I'm old, I let everybody else go on ahead in case, you know, but now apparently I get to live forever!"

"I’d say it’s great and I recommend it but technically I haven’t tried it and wouldn’t know if it sucks after the first trillion years."

"Well, if it does, I get to stop! Not you though! Good luck with that!"

He laughs, though it’s not funny at all. Probably a bad idea to get into the weeds about suicidal daeva. "Yeah."

"If I go on a shopping trip I'll tell you the Legend of Hayu."

"Thanks! I’ll look forward to it."