"Quite, yes."

"You think daeva will take that for payment? There are strength foods, defence, elemental resistances, speed and reflex, stealth, stamina, healing, and more specific disease cures... a lot of that seems not very useful to indestructible people. There are nausea cures, painkillers... I'm sure there are more I'm not thinking of."

"Daeva might take things like this as payment. We can't be sick or injured unless we're doing that recreationally so those won't be as popular, I guess unless they'll work on people's pets. They'll want to know the shelf life and duration and stuff."

"There are always preserves, for shelf life. But we're getting ahead of ourselves again! Bindings don't compel people, types of payment, what else?"

"I mean, I can teach an entire semester-long course, but that's the basics."

"Well, hopefully we don't need to use it any time soon. I think the plan was for you to try your powers against a Blight, or is that superceded by getting a message to Revali first?"

"Revali first and then I should try, not the blight up there with him, but one that is not in a divine beast. Possibly while someone stays aboard Vah Medoh with a live feed from a camera on my person so as to know right away if I'm not acting right."

Link stands up.

"I'll go with you. But I want to be on Vah Medoh myself."

"Maybe you can ask one of the Rito to man the feed for you? Are you going now?"

"Is there a reason not to?"

"If you're going can you make us some more reading material first—Symin do you have names—and also let's agree on a time for you to check back in, say, no later than tomorrow noon? Just so we know you're still alive."

    Symin hands over a piece of paper with four names written on them. "Notes of these people regarding the design and construction of the Divine Beasts? And all the historical meeting of the project budget committee, ethics committee, and environmental modelling team. In the original script they're called..." and he scribbles down a few more unintelligible names.

"I can't filter by topic; I can do complete works and trust you to skip past their love letters and diary entries." Books appear.

"Rest assured I'm not going to waste time translating our ancestors' torrid affairs."

All three of them immediately get to leafing through the large piles of material.

"My closest travel gate is north west of the Great Plateau." He shows it on his Sheikah Slate.

"How do you get up to a flying divine beast from there?"

"I don't know. Stasis?"

"...what things can you stasis to reach a flying object? I guess it doesn't matter, I can get us up."

"Get a platform, Stasis, shoot it with bomb arrows, get on top. But if you can do it that's easier."

"...quite. I'd give you your own wings but I'm not sure you work like a human enough that it'd be safe."

"How were you planning to get us up there?"

"Flying vehicle."

"Okay. I need to borrow you Sheikah Slate to get you the travel gate."

Cam hands it over.

He vanished in a blinding flash, startling the researchers.

Half a minute later, he's back through the door and hands the Slate back. Then he teleports out again without a word.

...can Cam figure out how to follow him?