He is reading a summoning textbook - it's not as interesting as the electrical engineering textbook but it's just as important and he wants to pester some daeva about the languages spoken in Heaven, Hell, and Fairyland. It has a background chapter on Revelation.
He asks Bar for Cam's obituary.
"Solid half an hour of verbal appreciation was much more efficient and informative than pining."
"I honestly wasn't even trying to flirt, the gap between how he felt about himself and who he was was just really really glaring."
"I think you did deliberately retroactively convert it into flirting later though."
"You had the best facial expression - the one you're making right now - I thought to myself 'if I did nothing but go around fixing things with you and getting that smile from you' -"
He shakes his head and reaches for Cam. "Really glad we found good Valar."
"We could probably close the door long enough to grab the Macalaurë, figure out how circles work and get time moving in Hell - since the Valar could easily take a year or something -"
New Macalaurë. "I am writing a letter to a demon who is - involved with - the sixteen-short-year-old human wizard alternate universe version of me? Asking if she minds coming and checking if bindings stick when you cross universes?"
"This morning it was 1370 and the internet wasn't fast enough to stream video, you don't get to complain that things are weird."
"I definitely was not complaining, this is amazing." Write write.
Hello! I'm Macalaurë from a Valinor that hasn't been fed into any black holes (we are fixing the one which was. they are calling it Singularity, and us Sanity.) Conveniently my world has different aesthetic preferences than Singularity's and my alt and I did not waste our lives composing exactly the same masterpieces. When it's convenient I'd be delighted to meet Michael and people are wondering if you're interested in helping them test whether bindings persist when they open a Milliways door directly to Hell.
Oooh another Macalaurë. She samples his work and Michael can wake up to find her bawling into a pillow with headphones on.
"- sorry did I wake you up there's another you and he writes the saddest songs -"
This Macalaurë is just as talented and very deeply devoted to heartbreaking tragedy, wow. He cuddles her and soaks in the music for a while.
Snuggles improve the experience of the utterly heartrending music considerably!
She switches off the music when the finale concludes and composes herself. "Anyway he wants to meet you."
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