Schiller, Shivan, Raven, and Dick sat at the dining table. Schiller was telling Raven about the real-name registration plan in the magical world, speaking in a very casual tone.
"Because we're currently short-handed, the investigation relies on personal connections. For nonhuman creatures, it basically comes down to whoever knows them going to register them."
"Then Constantine must be swamped," Dick said.
"He won't do." Schiller shook his head. "He does know everyone, but they aren't particularly eager to know him. Besides, sending a whole roasted fish to count how many whiskers cats have is a bit too avant-garde."
Dick thought of something amusing and smiled, but Raven did not understand. She said, "All right, after coming here, I learned that a lot of people know angels and demons. I'm not particularly special, but Trigon... he's my father, he..."
"But he hasn't done anything bad to you so far." Schiller said. "He hasn't hurt you, invaded your homeland, or invaded Earth yet, so it's safe for you to look for him now."
"Do we have to go looking for him?" Dick asked. "Can't we make some kind of Summoning Circle to bring him here? Or use some sort of token?"
Everyone looked at Raven. She shook her head and said, "Actually, aside from seeing him in dreams, I've never met him. He didn't leave me any token either... Wait, my mother might have..."
Raven fell into thought. After pausing for several seconds, she said, "There may be clues among my mother's belongings, but even if I find something related to him, I don't know how to summon him."
"You just need to find the token. Someone will figure out the summoning circle."
"I need to go back to Azarath." Raven stood up. "Professor Zatara once asked whether I wanted the children