Celegorm opens a door and finds himself looking, not into a guest room, but into a bar.
It is not plausible that someone turned this room into a bar, both because it's not a very Noldorin bar and because the room is too big; he built this fortress, he would know.
And, Huan says, it's very powerful magic and it smells of somewhere very far away.
Noted.
He walks in. Worrying about the Doom would be overthinking it. He hopes.
Magic! Might as well teach him magic directly, too--with her warnings about resistances and No, You Do Not Want To Specialize In Sympathy, Yes I'm Sure.
They'll stay away awhile. Getting moving is nice, too. He's going to go a bit crazy spending so much time in one place even if it's with Odette.
She has a lot of magic-related stuff to teach him! Eventually she determines that there's enough mutual intelligibility between Anglic and English and between Germanic and German to send him home with a decent chunk of the curriculum of the University of Genosha.
His father would find that really weird but he doesn't hear about it and wouldn't be able to usefully speculate.
Yeah, some of the parallels are kind of weird, considering that the main historical divergence point--besides the magic--seems to be that the Hebrews left Egypt in this world, weird.
Charles is ready to go home and wants to take mini-me with him but she wants a picture of the three of us first.
They have these nifty things called cameras in their world--she summarizes how cameras work.
Well, she's pretty clearly not a half-elf, if you know what those look like, and it's her who wants to take it home and not us.
Smol Edie is thrilled.
...And the picture is apparently not the only souvenir she's bringing home from this whole escapade, because she's also clutching a stuffed velociraptor and a stuffed dog that looks an awful lot like Huan.
She said she's not that good at cloth so she got me them from Bar.
She hugs him and her big alt one last time and follows her father out of the bar.