"She did?"

"Well, weakly. She said that you were in wildly over your head and accordingly erratic but that you had a not-wildly-inaccurate impression of who you could trust in what capacities and would probably be leaning on the Church of Abadar a lot to, for example, make sure you're in compliance with and covered by the Worldwound treaty."

"How kind of her," says Carissa flatly. " - actually, Cam, can you give us a moment alone?"

"Why?"

"So that I can ask some questions of Temos in private and have you not learn what I asked."

"A fascinating and novel concept. Temos, that okay by you? If you step outside of this mansiony thing and I'm not with you there isn't any air out there, by the way."

"Felandriel mentioned we were on the Moon. I'm willing to speak to Carissa privately; she gave me terms that are totally adequate if neither party is specifically trying quite hard to wrong the other."

"Okay. Holler if she tries too hard." He steps into another room of the mansiony thing and catches up on suggestions from the peanut gallery.

"Let's leave this room, he has small mechanical spies. Do you have something that permits telepathy, anything else will I suspect be intercepted."

          "I do not."

"Fine. I'll ask the questions, you cast Light if the answer is 'yes' and Guidance if the answer is 'no'.

Am I still a party to the Worldwound treaty when unconscious."

        "You're going to hate this but the answer is - it's complicated? When sleeping between operations at the Worldwound you're covered."

"If I'm rendered unconscious, insensible, Feebleminded, Dominated -"

        "And physically at the Worldwound?"

"No, I know the terms are less stringent at the Worldwound. While physically on the Moon."

        He casts cantrips. No. No. ...Yes. Yes.

"Understood. Thank you. Is that possible for me to change via formal statements of my intentions -"

       "Like, 'if I am Feebleminded or Dominated I would like to be no longer regarded as subject to the Worldwound treaty?"

"Exactly like that."

      " - sure, you could make a statement to that effect. Are you looking for advice on what's in your interests, here, or just on what's legal?"

"- I'll listen to advice on what's in my interests."

       "Ma'am, right now the Worldwound treaty is the only thing keeping you alive."

"I know. And so does everyone, and I want it to be the case that Good can only claim I'm subject to it, and thus benefit from it, while I'm not just alive but intact."

       "Fair enough. - further, obvious advice in your interests, have you considered Atoning?"

"- why?"

        "- so that, if you die, you don't go to Hell."

"And what's wrong with Hell?"

        "In Axis you wouldn't be a slave and not being a slave is generally nicer than being a slave."

"Asmodeus may someday conquer Axis."

         "And Abadar may someday conquer Hell but if They knew which was likelier They'd just talk it out instead, and presumably the equilibrium that brought Them to is the current one."

"I thought Abadar didn't do conquest."

         "He doesn't, but because of the whole 'just talk it out instead' thing."

"I'll think about it. I have a resurrection arranged anyway. I mostly wanted your advice on negotiating with Razmir -"

          "I do not recommend it."

"- nonetheless."

          "Sure."

Cam gives his favorite toplevel peanut gallery curators a special mail label, his primary is getting a little overloaded. He's not trying to spy on their conversation.

Carissa is gone a while but comes back quite cheerful, with more airtight negotiation-agreements, advice on Razmir (they probably want to not rely on his Law and instead just drop things off for him to pick up, and pick up things that he drops off, and never get near him), a clarification of the senses in which she considers herself actively engaged in closing the Worldwound and under what circumstances she'd consider this intent to not longer be in place, and a very large bill from the Church of Abadar (it's so large because she told them she wasn't actually sure if she'd be able to pay it but that if she could it would hardly matter how large it was). 

"Can you make this man some diamonds, please, Cam?"

"Sure, how many, cut carat color?"

"Eight. Clear. Approximately this wide across, and all in the empty space in front of us."

"Still no on making a bag?"

"That is correct."

Eight diamonds appear in midair and clatter to the floor of the mansion.

- Temos will take them. 

"Pleasure doing business with you," he says to Carissa. "Cam, did you want to negotiate as well?"

"I would love to hear whatever you have to tell me but am not aware that I need per se to negotiate with you and also can't pay you unless she lets me or you happen to want something I am able to make without her per-occasion say-so."

"I'll let you pay him if you are paying him for things that aren't against my interests as he assesses it."

"I don't really know what I have to tell you," Temos says. "This situation is deeply unprecedented. We are in favor of your presence here and approve of closing the Worldwound. We would warn you that Lawful Evil people are untrustworthy and that Razmir is difficult to negotiate productively with."

"I found his letter honestly very charming, as letters from Lawful Evil people go, would you like a look at it?"

"...sure, if it's not confidential or trapped in some way?"

"Not as far as I know but I might be immune to random things? I don't have the original, I have a copy, he put my mail label on it." He calls it up on his computer and hands it over to Temos.

"He might mean it," Temos says dubiously after reading it. "And it's true that you need, uh, more protection than you have an obvious route to getting. And that Razmir is not a signatory to the Worldwound treaty and is one of the people you need that protection from if you don't keep him happy. 

But, well, he expropriated all of the banks in Razmiran because he wanted more money, so that's the kind of Lawful he is." Temos speaks of this with the anger some might reserve for a particularly notorious war atrocity.

"Rookie mistake, but also exactly the sort of thing I can address in thirty seconds if Carissa lets me, which is why I found it so appealing, you know? Rah rah gains from trade."