Infinite babies that may soon become the daeva supply for worlds upon worlds! If they're lucky! She does the husband a subjective day later.

When released Isel writes Anitam's reds.

Hey. They're still committed to the angel cleaning thing. Is everyone okay.

Yeah. They aren't as good as you but nothing caught fire.

Oh good. I'm sorry for vanishing.

It wasn't your fault. Are you definitely out of trouble now?

Not exactly. But probably.

?

If, like, Telkam's country does something really bad, or if anybody I'm related to did anything illegal I don't know about that gets found out now, then they'll kill us. Barring that it'll be fine.

Please be safe.

I promise that I personally have totally avoided dubious activities. 

Thank you.

Of course. Let me know if things come up - I might not be able to do much but I'd rather know.

They resume emailing her with occasional complaints of various sizes.

When she can do things about those she does.

The reds love her very much.

And they have in common that the government has contemplated murdering them for convenience!

"Iobel says it's your birthday subjectively."

"Ooooh. She's been keeping better track than me."

"Happy birthday."

"Thank you! At what age do immortal people have to stop celebrating those?"

"I still make cake when I notice it's September thirteenth, but I don't bother having a party. Haven't really paid attention to my birthday beyond cake since I died."

"Cake. Earth tradition?"

"Yes. Would you like some birthday cake? There is also a song. And candles."

"Oooooh. I would love some birthday cake."

Cam presents him with a plate of chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and a birthday candle shaped like the appropriate number.