"Thank you."

He smiles at them. He heads out.

There is an uptick in random Yvaltans flinging themselves at passing aliens.

- passing Elves will more-or-less reliably take the Yvaltans home with them and quietly arrange a teleporter from there. Passing humans are just kind of baffled and higher-variance.

Well, not everyone spots an Elf, but they preferentially fling themselves at Elves.

" - why the flinging," says an anxious Elf who has brought some Yvaltans home to wait for a teleporter, "you could just hand us a note or something."

"What if you didn't read it before we got noticed doing it?" asks one of the rescued purples.

"- would you be in trouble, I know that in practice they stop people leaving but surely it's allowed -"

"Not for everyone - and it's not good to get people angry even if you're allowed -"

"Oh. They don't bother us when they're angry."

Nod.

Teleporter pops in. "Thank you," says local Elf.

"For sure. Where to?"

"The one House's colony planet - they're taking jumpers, right -"

"Yeah, they are." Pop.

The colony planet is colonized.

A mansion gets built in a scenic skiing site in Calado's new colony.

And Cahmro and his brother and nephew move in.

Nephew is entranced by snow and builds in it. Brother is on drugs - "didn't know how else to get him here, I got some from the electrician -"

Nod. "I hope it helps."

"It calms him down as long as he's on it but it makes him sick after. Not crazy, just like throwing up." He makes a face.

"Wonder if healing helps with that. I was gonna apply in ten years for a promotion to the really fucking serious teleport and they give you healing powers with that one but I haven't got anything right now - I could call someone in maybe -"

"Why do you get healing powers with the better teleport?"

"Better teleport is a Loki spell, and if you're screened for any of them you might as well get the healing because the healing is really good. It's incredibly hard to qualify, though - I might get rejected because not a clean record - that teleport can move stars. You can't have anyone who ever fucks up or who any price could buy or who might change their mind about what they care about."

"Shiiiit."

"You don't need it for much but evacuating a panicked crowd of people - or I could've teleported away with your gun and left you alone - or if another planet's sun ever went out -"

"It feels like so fucking long ago I decided, oh, I bet I could sell some magic shit."