"And what happens if a daeva creates enough conceptually-themself matter inside it to be uncontainable?"

"Then we will be long gone with everyone he can hurt and he'll have to find us, lightleapers aren't traceable."

"Okay, your plans sound more plausible than aimlessly searching for his summoner. I apologize."

"I mean, do not take me for optimistic about this operation. But yes, we're not planning to fire projectile weapons at him. 

If there is a secret way of destroying daeva this would be a splendid time to learn of it."

"If there were it would take far more proof for me to give it to you than it took for me to make you ships someone else would have anyway."

"That would be worth providing any evidence you could possibly desire. And very nearly anything you wanted in return, since you'd have to try hard to be an eviller ruler than him."

She snorts. "Pity there isn't, then, not as far as I know."

"Wasn't really expecting one. 

I doubt that's all you wanted to know of galactic politics; where should I explain next?"

"Why aren't the Valar reigning in their wayward conspecific themselves?"

"I assume he's threatened to just hole the planet if they show up. I do not know for sure; they are not communicative rulers."

"Autocrats who don't explain things. Joy. And. Rapture."

"My father's working on an interdimensional transport system that is sapient so no demon can reproduce it, and our eventual goal is to pick a nicer dimension and settle there. But that's a long way out."

"...Nice."

"May we live to see it. 

This is Valinor up ahead, by the way. Lovely place. They did a great job on it - even on the detail work - the ecosystems apparently took them hundreds of millenia, but that was before we were around to complain."

"Whoah. I can't imagine anyone I know putting hundreds of thousands of years--millions of our years into one ecosystem."

"I think they'd had a very long time to frolic around and had gotten bored of it? They really did put an astonishing amount of effort into making it nice for us. Every single plant is edible and nutritionally complete. Even getting a stable orbit with two suns was, I take it, a project that required repeated attempts. They are pretty good at their jobs, if very - quixotic."

"Still. Very patient."

"Do you not have any billion-year-old demons in your Hell?"

"Nope. Daeva have been around for about two hundred thousand of our years."

"I am surprised! Universes with such a distant point of divergence wouldn't necessarily be expected to have enough in common that this conversation makes any sense." The computer wants them to buckle up for atmospheric reentry. "You two too, since you can't break the law. Sorry."

She snorts. "Your laws require daeva to be within a certain distance of their summoners the whole time and don't have seatbelt exceptions for us?"

"The Vanyar fill most of the legislative house and the Noldor do most of the summoning. It's terribly inconvenient. I guarantee you that if we wrote the laws they'd be much less stringent on many fronts."

"Legislative house?"

"So Valinor is actually made up of three independently-ruled-unless-a-Vala-sees-fit-to-do-something-different kingdoms, but Valimar is the favored one and on laws affecting the whole world, which are made by a global legislative body, they have the majority of the seats."

"Ah-huh."