Eventually the computer will render translations of some things! Without any known plaintext it's pretty tentative about a lot of it but it's legible.

"I think this world has native magic," Maitimo says after translations arrive.

"Ooh, cool, what have you found about it?" Cam asks, looking up from an attempt to help the computer figure out which labels on a wildlife guide pertain to which specimen drawings.

"The flowcharts? That's how they organize magic, somehow. It requires... some concept the computer's really struggling with but that seems to be adjacent to a lot of words for animals..."

"I've noticed they have a bunch of stuff about animals. Keeping exotic ones as pets."

And a while later, "yeah, every accomplished magic-user seems to have an associated animal. I think maybe you pick one and do something with it to be able to use magic."

"Weird. I'm gonna tell the computer to translate this word as 'familiar', then."

"World's stable," Findekáno says, "a few countries at war but no Enemy to drop down on. We probably want to start in a not-at-war country."

"Agreed. This one has canals everywhere, that's cute."

"What's its government like?" Maitimo says.

"Monarchy," Cam reports.

"Let's drop the Second Age on canal country first. What's it called?"

"You think I know how to pronounce any of this? There's no audio recordkeeping," Cam snorts. "It is called this sequence of letters."

"Alright. In four days that sequence of letters is getting - hmm, what's a good priority ordering here?" 

"A spy drone to pick up some phonemes," says Cam, "and correlate them with things, and then tell us when a good time to visit the royalty and consult them about their needs might be?"

"If local magic's not likely to notice it and decide they're being invaded. I'd like to know more about local magic. But yes."

"I will disguise it as an exotic bird. Should pass unnoticed."

"Fantastic."

And then there are still four days in this lightleaper. Maitimo and Findekáno both separately consider that perhaps they didn't think this through.

Well, there are rooms and all the computer-translated reading material about Canal Country they could want.

That will occupy them!

And eventually here is galaxy, and Cam does more binary search to find the planet, and then they have another five days!

Well, there's plenty of reading material. "Oooh," Findekáno says on the third day. "It's really a shame they aren't chipped. Their magic runs off working memory; if we could give them a necklace they'd have immortality on the spot, I think, and lots of other stuff they have but can't remember."

"Oh damn. Well, that's a reason to look into supplying thought-collectors to people who aren't natural-born cyborgs, I guess..."

"Lots of Men have asked at home," he says, "there's just no way at all to safely experiment even if an instance of Feanáro's figured out how the thought-collection even works."

"I think one has," Maitimo says. "One might be able to get some of the benefits of blessings without the thought-collection use of the chips, too. But it's at least a few years out. That's a hard problem."

"You could somewhat test on daeva. The indestructibility's confounding but when we're trying to let stuff work it works on us like humans. Or, probably 'source species', don't know about daeva Dwarves."