"Maybe that's the difference."

"Maybe."

"How long do you think it'll take to teach people here to teleport?"

" - I don't know. I'm only teaching Pelape. Maybe a few months? But it might take much longer than that for her to have enough mana for it."

"Why are you only teaching Pelape?"

"Because your world has bad people in it and if they learn magic that'd be bad."

"I'm assuming you have some vetting procedure in mind for Fëanáro to look at so he can consider expanding the lessons. If nothing else someone should go rescue Bella."

"Aitim will probably have a proposal."

"He. Hmmm.

He would have a proposal even if there weren't any that were a good idea, wouldn't he."

Afen beams at him. "Yes, he would."

"We can't rule out that he will have an actually good idea but yeah, have to check."

"He's all right. We don't want wars to get more horrible or something either."

"Or for the sun to go out or something."

"I promise that Aitim is not going to do anything that risks the sun going out."

" - but if he was I couldn't tell."

Afen thinks this is hilarious for some reason.

"Well, he definitely doesn't have an incentive to allow the sun to go out, the thing to worry about is that he has different risk tolerance."

"He really doesn't. Honestly I expect he'll be better at it than Fëanáro because of, like, living in a place where things go wrong in more ways."

"I'm open to the possibility that he has a good plan."

Pelape-snuggle.

Sigh.

Snuggly baby alien!!! She is the luckiest person in the room with her snuggly baby alien.

Hotel staff bring a meal. They bring lots of things because they aren't sure of what the alien will like.

The alien likes most things! He teaches greens more Quenya vocabulary.

Pelape is not really able to keep up with this rate of language acquisition so she works on the blog quietly while snuggling him one-armed.