The first thing he says when his image materializes over the vid plate is, "Why not."

"Are we going there or the other way 'round?"

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of subjecting you to more walking around inside this building than is strictly necessary. I'll be there in just a minute."

"You're welcome!"

"And I think I'm going to suggest that you meet Gregor sooner rather than later. All evidence certainly seems to imply that you're the most helpful and benign magical demon we could have dreamed of."

"I really, really am, you're, uh, very lucky you got me."

...Illyan makes a 'do please elaborate' gesture.

"Demons don't as a species deserve all the bad press we get back in the mortal world I'm accustomed to, but the demons who answer summons aren't a nice subset, by and large. The usual arrangement is that you get a daeva in a circle and you offer them something in exchange for some magic. Demons are for obvious reasons hard to pay and the ones who show up looking for work instead of sitting around in Hell with interesting cocktails and going stuntflying are looking for intangibles of some kind. ...Are any of the people you intend on having me interacting with going to freak out if I get my wings and tail back? I miss them. Anyway, also the usual arrangement involves bindings preventing your summon from doing things besides the task you agree on. I did not have any of those in the circle that brought me here. So if you hadn't gotten me you'd have gotten some other demon who wants intangibles and was expecting constraints on their behavior and had a pleasant surprise."

"...I wouldn't advise you to go out in public on Barrayar with wings and a tail," says Illyan, not looking at Miles. "I would in fact strongly advise you not to do that. But if you're more comfortable that way, and don't mind being strictly limited in who is allowed to see you or interact with you, well. Miles certainly won't object, and neither will Gregor, and neither will I, and that's all the Barrayarans you have to interact with directly if you want to do things along the lines of terraform Komarr. But you might want to wait until you are out of the second most intensely surveilled building on the planet before you acquire extra limbs."

"I mean, I can take them off whenever, it's just messy," shrugs Cam. "Maybe when I know more about my schedule over a few weeks or so."

"...Messy...?"

"I make 'em without any nerves in the joints, but they still need a blood supply."

"Ick," says Miles. "All right. I assume I'm assigned to 'find lodgings for the nice time-travelling magical demon' duty, Captain?"

"You assume correctly."

"We could put you up in Vorkosigan House, God knows there's room."

"Pros and cons of that?"

"It's a big house. Lots of servants and guards and so on underfoot. Surprisingly easy to isolate yourself in despite same. A bit of a maze. You'd get to meet my mother. We have a decent library including some real print books."

"Well, I'll try it out if it's convenient, but if I don't like it much I may just want a bit of nowhere to park my lightflyer on and put a house in."

"I also happen to know where you can find some nice nowhere," he says. "I own some nice nowhere, for that matter, but it was bombed to bits in my grandda's day and I'll probably have grandchildren by the time the radiation dies down enough for anyone to live there."

"Oh, that won't matter for me if I'm not going to have guests."

"...Good to know," says Miles, eyeing him. "Really?"

"I am indestructible. I am not invulnerable, just indestructible, but radiation poisoning doesn't get a chance to do anything."