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.
He tells the Tapai reds that they should pick the caste in which they'll be most able to get a job, obviously. He figures Tapa won't be thrilled but better to ask forgiveness than permission.
(Peka's tent is bigger. It has a piano.)
There are shuttles at the promised location.
Piano! ...what happens when she has to move the tent.
Reds get onto the shuttle. Some of them have a hard time but they all make it.
Oh, it doesn't weigh anything more than it did before, and it rolls up fine. Everything is still there when she opened it. One of the containers of bubble bath spilled.
The shuttle drops them off in a shiny facility in Casentar that has pollution areas and non-pollution areas meticulously delineated and lots of journalists waiting on the non-pollution side. Some of the journalists decided it was not worth waiting and are on the pollution side filming.
They touch one of these boxes, they touch samples for hair color, they can touch themselves and their family to get a new body that's genetically very similar to their current one, they should aim for the age they want to be, they should practice morph awhile until they've got something they're satisfied with, then they can take a decontamination shower and cross through to the other side! Journalists snap pictures.
" - right. Okay."
"We could just say we morphed the babies, it's not even a real thing -"
"Someone could leak it though."
"Well, we can accommodate everybody who wants to stay with a baby or pregnant person, if Tapa's not going to fuss about not getting all of them back -"
"They're not, they're not that good at pretending to care."