...he looks at her hand.

" - oh, uh, where I'm from people shake hands as a greeting." She withdraws her hand. "I don't really know why, come to think of it."

"Huh. Well. ...thank you."

"Sure. It's not a thing anywhere else, we wouldn't - start out with it - and if you don't start out with it it's just dumb."

"If you say so."

She heads back.

Macalaurë summons Kezel. "I need a space station that can house a million people, I have a blueprint, I have an orbit, I need to pay a fairy to get the orbit right -"

        "A million people?"

"You can think of it like a very small moon. With good artificial gravity. The computer model thinks it'll work great and I'm pretty sure that modelling team has demons on it so probably it's already been tested. And if instead something goes disastrously wrong and the fairy decides to stand there giggling about it then my staff will grab my chip for me."

       "Oh, you want to come with while I'm building it?"

"Watching space stations get built is so thrilling."

       "- I'll do it if you sing the whole time."

"Delighted. Can you get Peka's shopping list while you're here -"

      "It's not very nice to summon girls just to get presents for other girls you like better, you know."

"There are two of me who are single, I can take them on a tour of my magnificent giant space station and tell them its creator feels neglected."

      She ruffles her wings and looks at Peka - "where's the list -"

She waggles her pocket everything. "On here, the file is called 'ridiculous indulgences 1'."

"Will all the contents fit in this room?"

"The keyboard might be annoying to move - I think it should go over there - otherwise yep."

All of the things!

She giggles and applauds.

Kezel bows. And then says to Macalaurë - "Okay, where are we headed?"

         "Near where I want it, and then I'll summon a fairy, because in my experience they are not very excited about being teleported."

"Okay."

        He teleports her to a shuttle, teleports the shuttle Hell-Revelation, summons a fairy, teleports the shuttle again to Warp while negotiating. The fairy will put the giant space station in orbit. 

Macalaurë sings while Kezel works. It's three hours' work. He dismisses them both (that, thankfully, can be done out-of-range.) He goes by Stork to pick up the servants he commissioned, follows the fairly tedious instructions in the manual for this station on how to check everything personally and make sure the servants are set up correctly. He heads to Voa.

Voa is right where he left it.

He asks the receptionist to let relevant people know that their space station is all built and that he'd be happy to take people up to look at it while he's here.

The receptionist is more prepared for him this time! Some inspectors and photographers and such would like to come up.

Sounds great! Up they go. It's the size of a major city, built around a central forested park area with a lake. There are little trains that loop the city every fifth story. It's self-sustaining on food only if everyone wants to live off very boring high-density vat-grown things, but you can dock greenhouses around the modular external area for more variety, and he has a dozen up at present. The apartments are all fairly uniform and fairly compact and dazzlingly pretty, unusually so even for an Elven city. "To make up for being in a confined space. Elves find that aversive."

"How does the - decoration - make up for being claustrophobic?"

"We also find insufficiently pretty places and experiences distressing, in approximately the same way. So you can partially compensate for one problem with the other; we'd do better in a very ugly space if it were at least wide open, and we can tolerate confinement longer in a pretty building. This is big enough some Elves could live here indefinitely as long as it were possible to go home if they wanted to, but not all of us."

"The station is huge."

"Elven needs are very unusual among the species we know of."

Someone else says, "I'm worried the decorations will be hard to maintain - especially if it's families -"

"Oh, it's yours, you can redecorate as you see fit, this is just the blueprint I happened to have on file."

"It's not that it's not lovely, just seems easy to scratch or smudge or something, is it?"

"Probably not as easy as it looks, we don't have to make tradeoffs about the cost or obtainability of materials or anything, but some of the artwork would certainly be delicate and you of course shouldn't have water features in any of the houses with infants."