Amriac pays the angel they get on the first try, who is willing.

And they write Minor with a location in India and a little while later he and a fairy show up. 

"We need a soul Elf. They arrested Cam and there's a gag so he can't tell us to do something important."

"I want to come!!"

"Great."

And the fairy hauls them to Jupiter again.

He pays the fairy before they get to the arcology. They go inside. 

He has appointments with Cam booked continually for the next year.

"...I'm not sure it's legal to transport kids by bare fairy," says the front desk guy, looking at Mingling.

"If anything happens I guess you'll try me for negligence. Luckily I'm human so you won't render me unable to speak without a trial, or for that matter at all."

Timothy hugs him.

"Usually you people just send ranty extranet messages," says the guy.

"Oh, there exist people who think that rights shouldn't depend on whether one's wings are feathered? I really have a visceral understanding now of how God felt when he said to Abraham 'if there are ten decent men I will spare the city' -"

"Timothy."

"Let's go see Cam."

Cam is in the visiting room.

Hi! I'm your interpreter also I think I understand why there are murderdaeva now and I am sad.

Aw kiddo.

Uh, I was about to take the people on my refugee planet to Valinor or Endorë, they didn't pick, and someone should still go do that.

He reports this to Minor, who writes a note. 

"I taught all the demons the private thoughts distinction and got a list from everyone else of friends they wanted to see but Mingling can be here at least the next couple hours. Need anything else -"

That's all that's time-sensitive to speak of.

He conveys this.

I'm here so you can talk, not just so we can have better information.

I appreciate that, thanks for coming. You could remind Timothy that I cannot go hug him of my own accord.

He does this.

He hugs Cam. Very tightly.