Occasionally other stuff will provoke it, but mostly stuff that has to do with reds more directly.

Whyyyy are people here so teeeerribleeeeeeee it's all imaginary that's not how matter works—

—wait, is it, does this place have the same physics?

Yes.

Yeah okay these people are crazy. Ugh.

She'll read and drink coffee until Avalor needs her.

Avalor does not have the address of any accounts on her brand new pocket everything but has a message sent to the hotel widget when she wakes up.

Ooh right, she replies with her brand new pocket everything's accounts.

And Avalor calls her.

"Good morning."

"Good morning. How are you today?"

"I'm well. I spent the night reading about your world on the internet. How about you?"

"I am fine. Do you have any agenda in mind?"

"Not a full one, and lots of it might depend on the results of that first investigation on whether I'm right about who becomes daeva. We should probably do that first then make a decision."

"Does the location matter very much?"

"Not particularly."

"Then I suggest you come back to my home."

"Okay. Be there in a bit."

Off she goes.

The trains are so trainy. Very well-run and frequent.

Then she will soon arrive at Governor Avalor's place.

Governor Avalor greets her and has cleared a space on a tile floor for a circle.

She makes an incomplete circle. "If you finish that it will meaningfully count as you having made it and it'll work."

Avalor reads it.

It's a circle for a random demon with a standard binding (demon can't leave circle, can't make things, etc) minus the gag, so they can speak freely.

And she finishes it.

And a shirtless guy with long black hair, deep wine red clawed batlike wings, and albino skin appears. He looks down at his circle and at the old lady with blue hair and blinks. "Well, greetings, summoner. No gag, huh? Must be really desperate."

"Conversational, rather," says Avalor. "I am interested in locating makers of particular skill sets and interests and require maker assistance to do so."