[that does amuse him slightly. Apparently myths about devils cross universes.]

True. The only condition you have to deal with is that the fruit tastes like shit. [a taste he won't forget, even after thirteen years] I'm a free-manipulation human. Inside my operating room, I can do anything. Both cut and heal, repair and destroy. Everything inside it, down to the smallest particle, is subject to my whim.

[that does make it sound pretty impressive, doesn't it?]