"I didn't say you did."

"Is there a more specific list of things you'd like me to swear not to do with the computer, such that you'd feel comfortable allowing Cam to make me one?" he asks Carissa. Personally, he would consider working with Cam behind her back on freeing Cheliax or blowing up Hell to be well within 'her interests', but that's not actually how Lastwall considers Law to work.

" - can you give some examples of communications you'd want to use it for."

"Principally, I'd use it to write down things, which are state secrets and I cannot give you specific examples of, in such a way as other apsels cannot conjure, in case some other faction does manage to summon one. For the most part the same things I would have written on ordinary paper, which apsels can conjure with no effort. I could continue to use my old methods for Lastwall's operations affecting Cheliax, although I do not expect Cheliax's interests to be harmed by me using the computer instead, unless they manage to summon a cooperative apsel, in which case they will not gain an advantage they would have otherwise gained. I will refrain from using it for clandestine communications with Cam, if that is your concern." He'll do that via other methods, like talking to him to his face while she's in Axis.

The general form of Carissa's concern is 'everyone is smarter than me and trying to manipulate me via all available avenues'. "This doesn't really sound like it particularly serves me," she says.

"Understood. I'll arrange a safe house in Axis for you, though Cam will have to pay for it. Anything else before I go?"

"I was really expecting a pitch on why to work for you! Is that a different department?"

"The pitch that worked on me was 'you might not go to Hell'. If you need something more complicated than that, yes, that's a different department." In general the people that work for him don't need prompting to hate Cheliax.

"All right. Nothing else at this time, then.  - thank you for making arrangements in Axis."

"Cam?"

"To my knowledge no apsels are currently investigating you specifically so communications to me will be secure if you use a nonce mail label, like, oh, 'strawberry kiwi revelation'."

"Understood."

He Plane Shifts himself and the paladin out, and gets to work on contacting all his agents who work with powerful wizards (who are Lawful and non-Hell-aligned) to tell them that Lastwall is placing a very large bounty (exact amount to be revealed after screening) on a secret problem related to summoning.

Cam sighs and sits down in one of the furnishings supplied by the mansion.

She should say something normal to Cam or they'll end up in a pattern where they only talk at each other when snapping at each other. 

"Wow, I was all prepared to hear Heaven's best attempt to tempt me to their side and they just wanted to talk logistics." She sits down too.

"I bet for most people 'have you considered not becoming a quivering lump of flesh' is a pretty good pitch, they may not have tried many others."

"Eternity is a really long time! Caring about what the first thousand years are like is just - being very pathetic."

"I don't know if there's even a point in me responding to that.

Oh, I should've asked them if they have any ideas that could develop into - bloodless de-Helling of Cheliax -"

" - I guess that's a good thing to ask them, yeah."

Is Gallipsiwhoop still around?

Nope; Gallipsiwhoop had to Plane Shift out to hand off the tuning rod to Lastwall. It said it'd be back later in the evening.

Well, then Cam is going to go get his violin and play cranky violin music. In the mansion, so if Carissa wants to go out he can accompany her to make air.

Carissa is going to work on Worldwound plans of attack, including 'kill Deskari', and not find out whether Cam's still willing to make her air. 

When Cam's feeling a bit more even-keeled he puts his violin back in the shuttle - he doesn't know what happens to stuff left behind in this mansion when it ceases to exist, might forget to clear it out, and does not currently expect Carissa to let him make a new violin - and comes back again. Catches up on the toplevel peanut gallery remarks.

"Okay, hear me out for a sec," he says, after he's done that.

"I'm listening."

"As I understand it, if Razmir gets impatient we currently can't do very much about that. I don't want to go talk to him but I want to make it clear that I'm not ignoring him and give him a productive next step to take. I would like to send him a gift basket with strategically irrelevant stuff in it - like, snacks and a fluffy blanket, that kind of thing - and a note explaining that we are in active search of conditions under which it would be advisable to meet him or his Good minion. My motives in proposing this are that, one, we don't know how long it'll take him to get grumpy about not having an answer to his letter and would both rather he not get grumpy enough to show up with Dominate Monster; two, to accelerate the timetable on which we have more of those scary high-circle folks in our loosely construed corner than opposed to it; three, see if he's easy to bribe to quit being awful to his citizenry; and four, to not create another behind-your-back correspondence for you to hold a grudge about, since if you think about it I can do this without your go-ahead as long as I leave out the blanket. Thoughts?"