Bella wakes up in the hospital.
She is not critically low on gem clarity, so she has the next two hours to herself to think as long as she doesn't make noise, which she doesn't, and foxes all the monitors attached to her real quick before they beep, which she does; she could go out the window but she has no plans for this loop which require her to skip town. She clicks her heels together and gets into her costume and pulls out a notebook to organize her itinerary.
"...loyalty oaths had not even actually occurred to me, wow."
"It's evil. My father'd never even consider it. But when someone leads his people into a casual slaughter of tens of thousands of people for getting in his way, and then into abandoning half his own people to near-certain death, one has to wonder."
"Yeah. If anyone's sworn to serve a Noldo warlord or to serve the Enemy it'd be great if it were possible to free them."
"Yep. I can't wait to get my hands on that thing and find out how it works."
"Most people I know think the war is really bad. And think that the Noldor probably shouldn't be the de facto rulers of most of the continent. And think that, I dunno, the way we treat Dwarves isn't fair and maybe there's something better to do about orcs than killing them all, and stuff. But, you know, they don't think of it as something they'd personally do anything about."
"I'm familiar with the attitude," says Bella. "Just doesn't suit me. Although I hadn't decided what to start with or how to go about it before I found out about magic."
"...without magic I would not live that long," Bella reminds her. "I would probably have figured out a plan sometime in college and set my sights somewhat lower than 'save the world'."
"And now 'save the world' looks pretty humble! You'll have a minimum of two to your name!"
"I feel all warm and fuzzy about that, how premature of me."
"Not yet. I am imagining them running around in frantic contemplation."
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