Zane is pretty glued to the view.

It's not a bad view. Cam flops in a conveniently wing-accommodating chair. "Are we going all the way to the moon, or what."

"How long would it take?"

"Hours."

"Hm.  The thing is that I really have no idea about our orbital capab -"  He abruptly trails off.

"Are you having a brain damage problem or do you just not feel like telling me about your orbital capabilities or what."

"I thought I saw something..."

Cam pulls up more camera views.

There's nothing there.

"I'm not getting anything, though I did not prioritize zero-blindspot coverage."

"Huh...  Well, I don't know anything about our orbital capabilities, so it's possible that we should go to the moon while you orient, as long as that won't impede you from learning things?  You don't have a max distance on your powers or anything like that?"

"I do but it is astronomical, I can make stuff in the middle of the sun from here. I do have to aim and that's harder at range. Or do you mean where I can copy stuff from? No limit on that at all."

"...I did mean that.  Wow.  Please, uh, don't make things in the middle of the sun.  I think.  - Aim like slingshot-aiming or... what?"

"I have to know the direction and distance from me. This can work on a sorta visual-proprioceptive-ish-level, like appearing something in a place I can see, or in my hand even behind my back. Or I can do it by dead reckoning, so many miles along thus and such a vector. This is not a complete explanation and I took specialized classes on it in med school for purposes of implants and drugs and stuff."

"There's magical med school?"  He gets distracted by something out the window again, briefly.  "I'm glad we can talk freely now.  I don't even think our communication problems were the fault of my brain; it might just be really hard to puzzle out a universe-sized context gap while avoiding threats like that."

"I've admittedly never done it quite like that before, sure. Demon education is not quite like how humans I'm familiar with do it but I consider myself qualified in the things I studied, which unfortunately don't include Alternate Timeline Brain Damage."

"Mm.  What's your life, like, basically like?  Bet I'll be better at explaining things if I have any sense of your day-to-day."

"I live on a little planetoid with a pinhole singularity for gravity which hangs out above the giant rectangle of gold a plurality of demons live on. - the gold is just stupid, people put less stupid stuff on top of it, but the location is convenient because it intersects with all three of the locations in which the demon plane, Hell, sometimes overlaps briefly with Heaven, Fairyland, and Limbo, enabling trade."

"And what do you spend your time on, mostly?"

"I catch summonses, which are usually less complicated than this one, people want me to refill the strategic cheese reserve or put up a space station or whatever, and I turn down their trade offers till they're giving me something I don't mind taking from them and then I do that and they send me home. At home I read a lot and play the violin and keep up to date on the latest in medicine and summoning practices and engineering."

"Huh.  Why do -"

A human head appears out of nowhere on a couple of the camera displays.

"Holy shit!" He halts the shuttle's ascent. "Okay do we wanna give her a parachute or invite her inside, what do you reckon."

"- That's Tally!  You should let her in."