"I'm sure! It'd be so much easier if Tapa could come up with a way of compensating them for the burdens of hazard exposure without angering the purples, but the people I talked to weren't optimistic. Did they have any opinions about where they'd want to relocate, if they were willing to relocate at all?"

"These are city reds. They're allowed to move, finances and employment opportunities allowing - they live here because they like city life."

"All right. Thank you so much, that's about all I wanted to know." Who is his blue liaison, they should know about the space station.

Blue liaison in her office!

"Hey! I wanted to let you know - Voa wrote us to take us up on the offer of a million-person space station to run a trial of meeting Vanda Nossëo membership criteria. They had a recommended orbit - my understanding is that it's compatible with treaties governing satellite placement but if you have a concern it'll be no trouble to handle now, and mildly inconvenient to handle once it's built -"

"...ah... I'll refer you to the air and space people." She does that. They confirm that the orbit is fine.

"Thank you very much. Has someone explained how to reach us if you need anything?"

"Not to us," say air and space people.

"You write 'Macalaurë, c/o Ambaróna open channel' as your header and then write the message."

"Then what?"

"Then I'll get back to you within an hour, twenty minutes if you flag it priority."

"Don't you have an email address?"

"Yes, but that has a lightspeed delay."

"Maybe we could email you for nonemergencies."

He gives his email address.

They appreciate that.

And he asks someone to go actually talk to the reds while being non-condescending but this could easily get noticed so they'd better not want to do non-red things on this planet. It's not hard to find someone. 

And he goes home again and looks for his Peka.

Sitting in the garden feeding Katin and wearing a fabulous new outfit.

He sits down next to her and puts an arm around her and kisses her. "You look lovely. Did you like the city?"

"Yes! It's gorgeous! Everybody's singing all the time!"

"Elves love singing! I have a dozen requests to interview you, we should set you up with a full account here so people can harass you directly and then show you how to block them so they can't."

"People want to interview me? Why?"

"Probably because I was seen downtown kissing you and you have a baby and that's vaguely scandalous and you could pass as some species we've seen before but some people have correctly guessed - they're not allowed to demon-verify - that you are not, which makes you a new species, which is a headline all on its own."

Giggle.

"You can accept interviews if you like or reject them if you like or demand that they bribe you, but the requests shouldn't be going through me. I'll set it all up for you."