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.
"I absolutely refuse to get off on hairpetting that is -" aaah - "ridiculous -"
He does not get a coherent answer but the incoherent answer is not especially 'stop' flavored.
He strains his neck to nudge his head against Cam and continues giggling hopelessly.
It wears off eventually. He is rather wrung out when it does. "Shame it doesn't work on daeva, bet it'd sell - very well -"
"Technically haven't tried giving the potion permission and suppressing the healing thing."
"Well. You could try it at some point. No convenient alt to grab from, though."
"I could make a basement dweller Elf that looked like me." Pause. "Er -" ... "Okay, you did not get a chip or if you did it counted as magic."
"If it turns out we don't daevafy we should maybe experiment with chipping someone Polyjuiced into the right kind of Elf, immortality-with-serious-drawbacks seems better than running a constant risk of getting a rock dropped on my head and ceasing permanently to exist at all. But yes, not a good accident. Though if I got his memory and attention thingies I think I'd take it - those're so tempting -"
"We'll have to actually leave our door open a while, probably months, to get an answer on that one."
"Takes like two months and some expensive ingredients which are probably too magic for you to make them, it's not like Felix but it's not obviously scalable to handle chipping-immortality if that were to be something we wanted to do."