"Yep! If you touch them and mean to dismiss them, they'll disappear. You'll feel a faint nudge when they return to your right hand again at midnight."

Dismissal poke!

"Straightforward," she says, pleased. "Thank you."

"It's no problem. Do you have any other questions, or would you rather I left you alone to investigate your past self's filesystem?"

"I have lots of other questions, but um, I'd honestly prefer finding my brother be the priority, I just don't have any idea how to do that on my own."

Ishmerai steeples her hands. "Well, the first thing is probably to ask the family's network to look out for a lilac-eyed guy who's not an Umber Demon."

Nod.

"... Would they react badly to a lilac-eyed non-Umber demon in some way?"

"It's unlikely. They do occur occasionally. There might be a minor scandal in the Umber community over who's bastard son he is, but he should be old enough to be unambiguously not a Lilim, and therefore not worth really bothering too much over."

Nod. "All right. Then - how do we do that?"

"Someone will have to talk to the parents. Shall I go do that now? That would probably be the fastest way."

"If you don't mind?"

"Not at all."

Ishmerai leaves, giving a brief glimpse of the hallway outside as she goes.

Yvette smiles a little, and then goes to shake the computer down for its secrets.