"How am I supposed to know why they were doing anything?"

"Did you not ask them?"

"Don't speak the language."

"I think they're supposed to learn yours?"

"They didn't."

"I'll yell at 'em for you later. I can explain things to you if you tell me how you got it."

"Watched 'em for a bit. Went down in boring clothes wearing wings I made out of ice and got out before they melted. Nobody stopped me or looked in my bag."

"That's good. Okay. So - I'm a demon. There are also angels - feathered wings - and fairies - bug wings. We're all indestructible. If you - uh, flash that light projector - it summons one of us under certain conditions on our behavior. Then usually what you do is make a deal with us to do magic for you in exchange for some payment. Angels change things, fairies move things, demons make things. If you've summoned one you become one when you die."

"Ah-huh."

"I can demonstrate all the parts but the last one."

"So why are they bringing in so many of you?"

" - so no one dies?"

"You just said people who've summoned you still die."

"I mean, yes, but they wake up healthy and with magic powers instead of just permanently ceasing to exist."

"But they wouldn't still be themselves, they'd be one of you."

" - it doesn't change personality or anything, it just gives you magic powers."

"That doesn't make sense."

"Why not?"

"I'm a human being, and if I stopped being a human being I'd be someone else whatever became of my body."

"I mean, I was a human being and then I died and then I was a daeva and I don't feel like I'm someone else."

"Why would it make a difference how you felt about it?"

"Any kind of 'being a different person' that you can't actually notice under any possible circumstance seems meaningless, honestly."

"I didn't say whoever woke up would notice, I said they'd be different."

"In a way that literally no one can notice?"

"What does noticing have to do with it?"