Knock knock. "Timothy?"

He Vanishes dead kittens and gets the door. "Yeah?"

"Minor's agreed to do the textbook translation, you need to dismiss him."

"Great." He concentrates on that.

He looks like he needs a hug. Cam hugs him.

"Having fun teaching summoning again?"

"It's sort of nostalgic."

"Minor is all fetchable."

Cam unhugs and goes and gives the goldmage a circle and the goldmage completes it.

Oh look there is a thirteen year old. 

And they can get to work on the textbook with Cam on hand for context-about-the-subject and the goldmage for context-about-the-target-culture and Minor for language translation.

He's good at it.

Cam tries not to be too passive aggressive about it beyond having suggested this at all.

It is a good summoning book that will not let the daeva kill you. 

This takes long enough that the goldmage needs sleep, but he can accomplish that in stopped time because Milliways lets him cheat. The daeva do not need sleep, although if Minor doesn't want to feel a little tired he will need caffeine.

Yeah, he'll do that.

"Administering to the bloodstream is tricky, you should probably just develop a taste for coffee. Or tea, probably, since you're British."

"What's tricky about it?"

"If you miss you have accidentally delivered whatever substance to a non-bloodstream location and that varies from ineffective to uncomfortable - worse than that if you're dosing a human."

"So it sounds like a useful thing to get good at."

"Yeah, I know how, it was covered in med school."

"I'm not planning on spending enough time in Hell to do med school, is there a written explanation somewhere?"

"You could go through the textbooks and have me check your basement dwellers to see if you did the exercises right whenever it's not obvious, if you like."

"I'll do that."

Cam hands him a book entitled Echerilan's Guide to Demonic Pharmacology and they get back to translation.