"I will not do that."

"Good." Lean.

"We need you to take care of yourself and the baby, obey the guards, not sing magical songs, and answer questions as they come up. Will any of that be a problem?"

"I think that's all fine. ...well, I guess once she can crawl if she got farther away than I can move I would need help getting her back."

"That's fine. I'm not - I am not trying to trick you, I'm not going to come back later and say 'ha, you promised to obey the guards, but you didn't when they told you to hop in a fireplace, I can be angry with you now..."

"...uh, good. I was assuming they would say... guard things?"

"Assuming we are on the same page about guard things, yeah, they'll want you to be still and against the wall if they're bringing food and clothes, or tell you to stop singing if it's making someone nervous..."

"Is it really easy to make people nervous here? I wanna sing to my baby."

"Should be fine, long as it's not magic."

"I only know a few magic songs and most of them are like 'walk on water' or whatever that I know 'cause it was in a script."

"Then it'll be fine." Pat. "I'm not sure from what angle to expect trouble but teaching you a magic song would be one."

Nod.

He starts singing.

Oooh.

What about?

Some place that's prettier than this, and safe.

She sways a little. Picks up at the chorus.

Ooooh. Pretty and sunny and safe, the Enemy dead, the Valar unable to reach them.

Sunny?

...like this?  He sends it.

??????

...it's in the sky. The Valar put it there, to light the world since the Trees were destroyed.

I think we might've noticed that.

Melkor definitely noticed. I have no idea what is, uh, supposed to be the deal with you.

I'm the only orf right now, there were enough orcs he didn't need a new generation of us when he got free, so I dunno if I got normal orf treatment, but I can read orcs, even ones who go out of Angband...

So it would have taken a lot of effort to have you this misinformed and yet you are definitely that misinformed.