"If I'm presented with a design for a city I can wish it up but you'll probably want to specify the aesthetics rather than relying on mine. I do not at this time have an opinion on your monarchy. Jane will be able to tell you what things have and have not already been invented in places we're aware of. If you'd like to roll out computers sooner than later there's a multidimensional Internet project underway, although your world would be an outlier among participants."

"An outlier how? Maitimo, are having city designs ready to wish up, or need those?"

"I don't have those," Maedhros says, "unless we want Tirion."

"Am wanting anything but Tirion, sends wrong message."

"Then I will have some people start designing something suitable."

"You can let Jane know whenever you're ready."

"Thank you! Pen, thank you! Not being dead is wow."

Pen beams at him and applauds. "Am glad you not dead!"

"Am glad you came to Arda. Be fixing everything now! Thank you teaching me languages, too."

"You're welcome! ...Maybe is better pentagon them for right grammar though."

"Pentagon will teach how Mommies speak English? I can speak how Mommies speak, Mommies have grammar, Pen has different grammar, am understanding both. Am speaking Pen's because rude switch the minute learning new one, like new one is better."

"Is, though."

"...my template is called Bells to people who are not actually one of our children."

"Is not better! Can draw you syntax trees, Pen's grammar, Bells grammar, silly say one tree is better! Prettier, maybe. More people speak, maybe. But syntax trees just syntax trees, not better. Language is how people talking. Quenya having rules because Elves want Quenya prettiest, but English not trying prettiest."

Well, Angela can sure see why Pen thinks he's nice.

Pen giggles tentatively.

"Fëanáro can talk Pen's way to Pen, Bells way to Bells, if Bells needing Bell syntax trees. Pen have own syntax in every language Pen's speaking? That's amazing!"

"Yeah that happen! Even if wish on language like English or Callian. Is different kinds things each one."

"Wow!!! Pen wow!! I needing learn those from you and other people, then, knowing twice as many!"

Pen's wings flutter in delight. "Okay!" she laughs.

"Dad," Tyelcormo says, "they can also remove the Doom. And oaths, though we can reswear them if we see fit. And anything Mandos did-"

"I refused to speak to him," Fëanáro says dismissively. "Could do without the Doom, though."

"Keziah do it."

Keziah is retrieved presently. She has the initial flinch reaction on looking at Fëanáro but then squints. "...huh. My ingot power doesn't actually hate all the oath things I guess?"

"Marriage? Am married, son's aren't, might be you seeing marriage oaths and liking."

"...did you let Pen teach you English? Sweet Jovah singing why would you do that."

"Pen the only English-speaker on Arda at time! And speaking with unique syntax in every language she speaking! Is amazing! Am impressed."

"She's just got some neurological thing and can't keep the standard grammar straight."

"Keziah, if you are actually having trouble understanding him you can find something more productive to do about that problem than mocking your sister while she is right there."