Elsewhere:
Maitimo wakes up.
The room is littered with forensic conjurations of people and notes and wands and books and planets. In the room is Ms. Chua, and a black-winged demon. Looks too straightforwardly Asian to be naturally occurring.
"Vigilantism constrained to circumstances like those doesn't really bother me very much."
"Me neither but then someone else decides that stopping a demon from vlogging's just as important and -"
"And we have absurd magic powers and can listen when we think people are right and intervene when they think we are wrong."
"Hi, I'm Timothy. We're near Seattle, I need a trip to Fargo and back."
Circled fairy is under a roof now. Timothy has just instructed the rain to ignore him. "Hi," he says. "Timothy, Minor who was by here earlier is my little brother."
"He went to ask your summoner to send you home, your summoner said she didn't want to do that because you were a child rapist. Minor super doesn't want to do forensics on that, so maybe you can clear it up for me?"
"What? I'm stuck standing in a field waiting for an automatic harvester to hit me and that's what you wanna know? Man, if you don't want to do anything about it suit yourself."
"I will probably make arrangements for an automatic harvester to not hit you either way."
"Hey," he says to the fairy who's his ride back to Seattle, "care to put the circle and the guy somewhere for me before we head back? Minor can get you something else for it."