Huh.

He doesn't expect Wilbur and Lucy to have the hang of sending e-mail yet, but he can send them one, he isn't that far away from the station. Found civilization of gorilla-ish people, investigating, let me know if you need me.

Letter to Cam: Good luck. 

Cam lands near the giant statue and gets out.

Various ape-people are circled a respectful distance back from the ship, staring. 

Cam tries some regionally plausible languages, though his African ones are a little sparser than would be ideal and it's plausible they don't speak anything that's spoken on his Earth at all. But maybe he's lucky and they have Arabic or French or something.

They do not have Arabic or French. 

...A few brave souls come forward and try languages. 

Cam's computer thinks one of these might be Bangubangu. He sets up Bangubangu machine translation and says, "Hello, is this intelligible?"

"Yes." 

"It's nice to meet you all, my name is Cam. Is this a good time for a visitor?"

"It's not really a better or worse time than any other for someone to visit from the sky for some reason." 

"I was curious about you! I didn't know you were here."

"I didn't know there were people in the sky!"

"I'm not usually in the sky, I was running an errand that's easiest if I'm flying around."

"What errand?"

"You know mosquitoes?"

She makes a face. "Yes." 

"Some of them carry diseases. I'm getting rid of those ones."

"Getting rid of--are you a god?"

"No."

"How does one go about being in the sky and eradicating disease-carrying pests if one is not a god?" 

"I do have magical powers, it's just not conventional to refer to people with my powers as 'gods'."

"Oh," she says, disappointed. "What is it conventional to call you?" 

"Djinn, in most Bangubangu dialects, but I don't know if you have separate djinn-related stories that aren't anything to do with me."

"The word isn't familiar." 

"Djinn will do then."