Tab goes home by door, right into Aelise's office. "Hello again."
She thinks about how old cities used to work (she has read a lot about them, especially now that her entire to-read list was slurped up when she got near enough to her computer) and what things about them will need to be tweaked. She lays down state-of-the-art ground rules. She contemplates mechanisms for informing the citizens of Toronto. They will appear afraid; the city was in tension for a long time before the nuke fell, and she wants to calm them down, although by the same token she doesn't want to wake anyone who is asleep or overly shock anyone who managed to live sufficiently under a rock that they weren't freaked out already. There's several revelations to cover - the bomb fell, it's been a long time, they've been brought back, they're all torchable now, this isn't Earth, they're under new management, anyone they knew from other places will have to be fetched up separately, the new management is - she's going to start out calling it 'extremely Gifted'.
She composes a public address that covers the "everything's okay, you're safe, remain calm" part - everyone will hear it in her voice, and all people will also get writing on the subject of the more complex topics to read at their leisure. She composes the address and the pamphlets both in the Speech for convenient general dissemination; Toronto was not a monoculture, after all. She sets up some more wishes, pentagons herself old-timey English - she'd be mutually intelligible without, or in the Speech, but just for completeness. The people of Toronto are going to have enough to get used to anyway.
It'd be pretty hard not to notice the trees on Arborea.
The streets of Toronto say soothingly in the Speech, "It's okay. You're all safe, Delphi and company are gone, please remain calm. Further information has been delivered in writing."
Further information is, in a timely manner, delivered in writing.
[Yeah. Why, did Toronto just absorb some of them?]
[That is an interesting coincidence. Thanks for letting me know.]
[Hey, Luhan, this is Tab - I'm the resident version of the person who teleported over to you a while back.]
[I thought you might want to know that I have recovered and instantiated Toronto as it was before it was nuked, minus the causes for said nuke, on another planet.]
[Named it Arborea. I don't think it's in the Milky Way.]
[Yep. I have a guided teleportation magical thingamajig and I let it pick me a place and it found me this great planet that already had breathable air and plants but no animals and water in almost precisely the right layout to plop Toronto on it, so I nudged what needed nudging and plopped Toronto.]
[I can come fetch you if you like, are you by yourself?]
"I was hovering over Toronto when I left; do you want any particular non-hovering vantage point?"