The Valar announce that they've done as much as they can in Singularity (they can't bring back peoples' babies in that critical period either, but they can get them earlier versions) and are setting up portals between there and Sanity as soon as they are confident they've cleaned up the plague. A bunch of Elf architects have this wild idea for a fivedimensional city where alternating intersections are interdimensional portals between various Valinors and they get eagerly to setting it up.
"I mean, I think they have fairies doing the unloading in an unpopulated area so you'd have to be careful if you wanted to actually hurt someone, but I do not think there are additional layers of screening, no."
"Yeah time bombs are an old concept. Weigh the cars? It'd be a little hard to inconspicuously match expected weight. Only a little though."
"If you were going off blueprints and didn't want to be taking suspicious pauses, wanted to match x-ray and expected weight..."
"I wonder if Amriac would find it entertaining to play saboteur demon and see what she can get past them. Maybe give them more awareness of what to expect -"
"Biologicals!" she says. "Wouldn't need much of some of it. Especially if they want food."
He writes them observing these problems and suggesting more stringent screening. Biologicals they can conjure for, at least.
Yes, they can replace all the water in an anthrax with plastic and there can be giant plastic anthrax.
It can be marble-sized plastic anthrax as long as they're sure they'd find it.
Of course, with only one demon in the prison having trustworthy one to check all the incoming trainloads is strictly less efficient than trusting that one to make the trainloads to begin with.
Eventually there might be more than one demon in prison but yes, at the moment that seems true. He writes his alt who met Trelane.
"Don't think she's going to try to murder random Dwarves. If she could get anything out of it maybe."
Then they can figure out efficient screening procedures later.
Trelane doesn't try to murder random Dwarves. (She tries their fiction but finds it dry, perhaps to their benefit.) When she has plenty of money Silva is taking time off for health reasons but recommends her a colleague, who tells her the case is pretty hopeless but gamely puts together an attempt at a defense based on the permanence of art and impermanence of mortal life plus procedural complaints mostly stolen from Jake's case.
The procedural complaints mostly win, but the court just orders them remedied. Murder being okay for the sake of art is not a winning argument; the judges actually kind of can't figure out what to do with someone who murdered someone and believes themself entirely justified and isn't sorry at all. They endeavor to consult the victim, who doesn't take a summons at first but is responsive to an angel messenger explaining that she's invited to comment on sentencing of the demon who killed her.