Hug.

Much hug of cute tiny child.

Pelape's mom goes to work. Sofa goes to school. Their dad stays home.

There is a knock on the door about an hour after he sent in the note.

He gets the door since Pelape has a lapful.

Yellow. "Hi! We got a report -"

"Yeah, sent that for my daughter. In here."

"Hi."

"Ah. Hi. I will - file a followup, then. Is everything all right here -"

"Yep! He's a friendly alien." And snuggly. "I work from home and Dad took off."

Yellow pulls out a pocket everything. "It's very nice to meet you, Fëanáro."

Do all Amentans have hair like that? he asks Pelape. I thought maybe it was since I woke you in the middle of the night.

Hair like what?

Loose. All the time. Even when they're being official.

Some people put their hair up. I braid mine when I go swimming, Sofa puts hers in a bun when she's dancing... my parents just have it short...

Elves always wear it like this. It's - I don't know why there might not actually be a reason but it's weird to see.

Huh. I'll braid mine if you want, I don't mind.

Bella wore hers like this.

That looks... really kind of annoying to do every morning.

Well, she's telekinetic.

That would help.

Yeah. But most Elves aren't and don't find it hard. I guess there are married braids, maybe those are hard if you're not married.

That's a cute custom. Anyway, I can do a simple braid. Which she does. Do you mind if I get dressed before a fancier government person gets here? I'm in my pajamas.

Oh, sorry. No, I don't mind.

She squeezes him and goes and comes back in black leggings and a long slouchy green shirt.