Giggle.

Aitim is looking at him consideringly.

Swish.

He bites his lip.

...giggle.

"Has T'Mir gotten back to you about her diplomatic cover?"

Check. "Not yet."

"I should let them know I'll be awhile." He does that. "Why'd you do it anonymously?"

"Thought it'd be safer. ...didn't work."

"Oh?"

"Guy shot me over it when I was twenty-two."

He makes a face. "Why -"

"Revenge over no longer being able to corner certain markets via secret summoning. Mind, I think the guy who instead did a career pivot into books on gagging demons did more damage on net."

"Well, if you'd been not dead maybe you could've done something about that one, too. Ugh. Revenge."

"Yep. He was immediately caught and served a prison sentence and has made no waves since."

"When would he have had a chance to - oh, he'd be a daeva now also..."

"And he got out of prison alive."

Slightly raised eyebrow. 

"He didn't resist arrest, he behaved inside, and there was a prison reform during his lifetime to cut sentences."

"Humans should talk with Elves about criminal justice, then they'll understand how Amentans feel when we listen to you."

Snort. "You'll horrify Maitimo."

"I hear Elves never needed to solve this problem. Also, they have the ridiculous gay thing, I think we're even."

"Perhaps."

"It's a good thing they're not in Warp, they'd be so appalled. At everybody. All the time."

"Maybe they'll desensitize."