There are a lot of Amentan countries. Vanda Nossëo representatives are dispatched to all of them. These Elves (two with black hair, one with silver) take a shuttle down from the lightleaper to a country called Calado, and radio ahead to request permission to land at a elegant modern spaceport.
"I don't think you're cool because you decided to sign up for membership, I think you're cool because you don't do the no-exit-clause contracts and try to get everybody a kid and are scared for your citizens that we might arrest them and stuff. Those are good things. It doesn't matter if your reason is - thinking God will reward you or wanting to impress someone or wanting to spite someone or whatever else. Your people have the kids and now a planet no matter what the ...psychological architecture that made you do that."
"Thank you so much for organizing this," he says once all of these people have been introduced. "I am the director of immigration and foreign affairs for my nation of Ambaróna, and my alt is the director of Vanda Nossëo; I know them to be delighted you are moving forward with membership."