Yup. Lúthien? Orcs out of the way?

"Done. Wow. I do not like listening to that song all day, it starts to bother me that I have no emotional range."

Pop! Angband.

"Yeah, I'm about to be similarly bothered. I want to heal 'em all at once, so to speak," sighs Bella. "Wish me luck."

"...I already used mine, and what would that even do?"

"It's an expression. It won't do anything."

"I wish you luck!"

"Thanks."

And Bella snakes headphones into her bag and stops time and goes in, dowsing for emotions to make sure she doesn't miss any tucked away.

Angband has cells with naked mutilated people chained to the floor; Angband has racks with naked mutilated people tied to them; Angband has cliff faces with naked mutilated people hanging from them, Angband has wide open areas where slaves sleep huddled in groups. Dowsing for emotions will find them all.

And in a moment -

- in hours and hours and hours and hours -

- in a moment, they are all healed and clothed and comfortably arranged.

They open their eyes and cry out in pain and confusion and then a lot of them make a run for it.

All done. Lúthien, can you drop them in the new Lórien?

Yup.

Fifty at a time.

Hopefully that'll help. Bella sits with the rest of them while they're waiting, in case any of them are lucid enough to ask something.

Some of them will ask her to kill them.

...no.

They don't ask twice. They edge miserably away from her.

That is reasonable of them. They may do that.

Fifty at a time and then they're all gone. Lúthien lands next to her.

I'm glad it was him to wish the Enemy dead. I feel like he deserved it or something.

I'm getting that impression, yep.

Want to go flying? It occurred to me that I can teleport us up and with glider wings. I know some people who have glider wings.

I've never gotten around to learning to hangglide, is it hard?

....I don't find it so but I guess different species. 

Well, I can presumably compensate with magic as necessary. But, uh, right now I'm exhausted, I was stopped for hours.

Pop back to Doriath. Of course. Good night.

Night.

And she curls up and sleeps.