"That looks like a reasonable place to put a mountain range."

"All right, here goes!"

And Cam goes and takes off and gets plenty of altitude

and mountains grow below him.

It's amazing to watch.

Swoop! Soar! Glide! Mountain range!

Eeeeeeeee.

It takes a little under an hour and then Cam lands in front of Tiro and takes a bow.

Tiro applauds.

Wag wag wag. "You will have a bit of a hike up to your house but it's walkable. I can put in more stairs if you want."

"I can walk up a mountain."

"Have fun with that." Cam flies up the mountain instead.

Tiro walks. Tiro grew up on a mountain and is good at navigating them. Also he just helped design this one.

And: house! What a house. He is so happy about his house. He is... actually sitting down abruptly on his front step and bursting into tears.

Cam pokes his head out of his own house and swoops down. "You okay?"

He rubs his face with both hands. "Yeah? I - I guess? I just," sniffle, "I'm," sniffle, half-stifled sob, "I was gonna be alone forever and now I'm not and," sniffle, "I guess I'm - getting emotional. About that."

"Do... you... want a hug?"

He wraps his arms around his knees and nods shakily.

Cam plops down beside him and hugs him, both arms and the nearest wing.

Tiro leans into him, all small and sniffly.

Poor small sniffly crystalline horror. Hug.

Hug. Sniffle. Gradual decrease in sniffle magnitude.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Squeeze.

Leeeeeean.

"Hell is really boring and I have no objection to living here at least until I have to my satisfaction learned the entire local magic system and even if I want to leave at that point I can teach you to summon other daeva!"

"Thanks," says Tiro. Hug. "You're pretty great."

"Thank you."

Hug!