"Some blues have done some really good things. I just can't tell you if they're decent company."

"What languages will they know?"

"I think it's common for Anitami blues to learn Tapap. Maybe also Oahkar or Voan. But they could know anything, there's advantages to picking up a second or third language that isn't popular with people from your country."

"What do those sound like?"

"Tapap's related to Anitami. Uh, do you want to listen to foreign music maybe?"

"In other languages? That sounds nice."

She finds some Tapai music and plays it softly.

It is weird, musically. They have invented a lot of instruments Elves haven't yet, and they rather use them all at once.

He snuggles not-Bella and listens and guesses things about Tapap, even quieter than the music.

He's cuuuuuuuuuuuute.

Maybe Bella is not dead he just messed up the spell a bit and he will get her and then they can fix up this world with not-Bella. That would be okay. 

But maybe Bella is dead forever and he has to do everything himself until he is amazing enough to fight Materia and that might be a really long time. 

Stupid evil Valar. 

Poor little alien.

She starts drafting an email, looking between paragraphs for who she's supposed to send it to.

Anitam does not have an arrangement for if a baby alien teleports into your house in the middle of the night but there's a form to make the government aware of a national security concern.

...okay. She decides to wait till her dad wakes up in case there's some special cop access he has. She snuggles the baby alien prince.

"I don't think I got your name."

"Curufinwë Fëanáro."

"How do Elves do names?"

"Both parents pick one. Curufinwë means - gifted with craftsmanship, of the house of Finwë, it's my fathername, and Fëanáro means - I don't have the Anitami -" he sends it. Elves call the part of them which is not the body and which survives the death of the body the soul.

"Soul," she supplies. "We have the word even though we don't really have the thing, it gets used sort of metaphorically."

"That's interesting. Are you really sure you stop existing it just seems so awful and Elves didn't know what happened when we died until the Valar explained."

"...I don't see how you'd prove that we stop but there is no reason to believe that we don't at all."

"Ugh."

"We can work on that once we have enough places to put babies. Before that it would just make people even more miserable."

"They'd rather die?"

"Not everyone, but if we had nowhere else to go and being immortal meant you never got kids..."

"You people are weird."

"People have tried to tinker with our hormones so we want kids less but it's really delicate and it can get much worse if anything goes wrong."