"I will if it comes up but it won't be as exciting."

" - just with Amriac please don't do that with arbitrary demons -"

"I am exceedingly satisfied with my choice of demons. The one you should worry about is Theodore, he's liable to notice that he's coming up on the age at which wizards of the House of Finis apparently find themselves a daeva lover."

" - he's not that careless -"

"That's kind of the thing, you don't actually have to be that careless."

"I could maybe find him somebody if I knew anything about him?"

Giggle. "Uh, super pretty and he knows it, suspicious of authority in all forms and vanishingly unlikely to do what he's told no matter who is telling him, likes travel a lot, he's kind of not that smart -"

"Dyslexic. They're dyslexic. It's not an intelligence thing."

"Not translating."

"Words look scrambly," says Amriac.

"Huh. Someone should tell him, I don't think he knows it's an actual thing - anyway, he gets terrible marks and plans on working in a dragon preserve when he graduates and has a giant pet wolfhound who might be magic we're not really sure."

"He straight?" she wonders.

"Uh, apparently if people aren't they don't say anything -"

"Ours is bi."

"Yeah."

"There you go then why don't people tell me these things -"

"Tyelcormo'd be happy to but he's off exploring on Endorë somewhere, we'd have to steal tech from elsewhere in the multiverse to go and grab him and he wouldn't honestly be all that interested, at least not until we make contact with some actual pre-literate people or whatever."

"Well, anyway, off the top of my head there's 'shallow asshole who breeds exotic shepherd mixes' and 'once did an entire medium-sized town's earthquake reconstruction in exchange for a shot at wandering around the literal original Alps and probably sleeps with her skis on'?"

"Let's not do any shallow assholes and also that's sort of sweet - are there precise replica Alps in Hell somewhere -"

"Why wouldn't there be Alps, all a set of Alps takes is wanting a set of Alps for like a few hours and having somewhere to put 'em."

"And gravity, or does that fall under somewhere to put them - I hope I'm a demon when I die - anyway I don't think Theodore knows how to ski but I bet he'd pick it up -"

"I can introduce 'em then if he wants."

"Thanks. So door thingy or no, we can make them find someone else -"

"They'd have to be someone we didn't mind having around unbound in Milliways, but yes, we could try."

She gives Michael a kiss and opens the door into a huge, gigantic garden lit with bright levitating globes.