After Cam's magic but still basically human boyfriend has fallen asleep and Cam finds he is not tired enough to do the same, Cam goes downstairs.
"Oh, that one. That... would be interesting, but would want some testing of interaction with oaths and you'd have to avoid tripping the self-defense allowance."
He reads through it. "So I couldn't make him harm himself or his friends, or give him reason to think I'm doing that, but - asking him to grab the Maiar back seems like it shouldn't count..."
"The curse itself might constitute harm. The wording holds, but where there is wiggle room it's about the swearer's intent, as I understand it."
Snuggle. "It's a good idea, it might come to something, it's just not implementable instantly."
"I suppose nothing's urgent, is it. The Elves'll be happy to stay here five years, why wouldn't they be, as Earth counts time tiny Maitimo's already seventy. We're waiting on people dying. We can -take as long as we need, have it all planned out..."
He doesn't look like he believes it.
"Perhaps this is why immortal people pick up so many hobbies. I feel like I'm just going to drive myself spare trying and failing to think of better solutions."
"This is why I play the violin. I didn't start anything that I wanted to learn in a formal setting that was incompatible with summons till my parents died, so med school waited, but violin I was willing to self-teach."
"I'm really looking forward to hearing about the Elves's adventures in Revelation, maybe they can end the gagging thing."
And when Cam next checks their mail they will both have notes that say - "can you come verify a few points of confusion about the world?"