He sends some mental images. They're awesome.

You have living dinosaurs? They're extinct in my world!

Valinor has every kind of thing that ever walked or flowered in Arda.

Nnng I need to visit someday. After I've overthrown the Valar. Illia can bask in the pretty and you can show me dinosaurs.

I think you should expect that warring with the Valar will destroy Valinor. Their selves are very woven into it.

Aw, man. What if I just get strong enough to throw them all in a box or something without hurting them or something.

Hard to guess. You could teleport the dinos out first?

I'm going to make a list of as many things I should teleport out as possible. Including the dinosaurs. You know, scientists have been arguing for decades what killed the dinosaurs; if there's a world in which the answer is me I--well, no, I could totally live with myself, but it would be annoying.

It'd be pretty incredible.

I don't want to kill the dinosaurs. I want to satisfy the fondest wishes of five-year-old Odette who delighted in making her toy Triceratops gore her sister's toy T-Rex when she made him bite her.

Those two don't even live in the same habitat.

Our toys lived in the same habitat, which was our house.

Hey, environmental accuracy in dinosaur games is very important. Did I never tell you about the time I brought a velociraptor home as a pet?

You never told me anything about dinosaurs before now. Tell me more.

I started riding with Orome when I was way underage, maybe twenty? I was desperately unhappy - wasn't good at anything - and my father knew it but was helpless because he couldn't engineer me a talent and even inventing me an alphabet only got me so far. And Orome offered to take me out, and I was good at it. I was good at terrain, I was good at recognizing plants, I was stellar at tracking and gifted for my size with a bow, though I was by far the worst of his riders, and I was deliriously happy and so were my parents once they found out. And we went down south to hunt dinosaurs and I found and befriended a velociraptor. I named her Ambale. I thought she was delightful. I brought her home and my parents were not delighted. They explained to me that she might eat my baby brother, which I thought was an acceptable risk, and that she might be lonely, which I agreed was no good. So we took a family trip down south to release her to be with her friends. 

When Orome got me Huan I think my parents were profoundly relieved. Merely a Maia, you know, that's easy to adapt to as a household pet.

She props herself on one elbow and beams down at him adoringly. That's amazing. I can't even imagine--a pet velociraptor.

Only for a week! My parents were right, but I still feel badly about it. She might not have reintegrated well with the other velociraptors.

I'm glad you've got Huan, anyway.

Without him I think I'd have coped very badly with the war. 

I'm very, very, very glad that didn't happen.

Me too.  It's been a long four hundred fifty years. Hasn't brought out the best in any of us. It's - good - that we were still whole enough we could treat you decently. 

Can't help that everyone else seems to hate you.

Doesn't. It's easy to - be peoples' expectations of you, I think. Or at least towards them. And every time I talk with some self-righteous Doriath border guard who keeps letting civilians die at their door, and they call me a Kinslayer -

Hugs. All of the hugs. They're idiots. Maybe not in general but about this thing. And hypocrites. Massive hypocrites. As though causing people to die is somehow more okay because you're the anvil instead of the hammer.

I love you so much.