"...okay, what kind of location description do you need?"

"Does osanwë not work on you?"

"...I'm the wrong kind of cyborg?"

"...okay, Flat Arda Elves aren't cyborgs, it's just telepathy-telepathy, I'm sure these ones have been politely not reading you but you will need to get in the habit of dividing private and communicative thoughts. Pick a metaphor, I went with my cipher but you may not have picked one up."

"Oh. Uh." Chiplocked and not-chiplocked? That will probably do. "...how do I know if it's working?"

"Can't hear you, can tell you're there. The standard fix for that is to put your existence on the private side. Our alts' telepathy only works on each other?"

"Yeah. I could have tried installing one of their chips but as tempting as some of the things they can load up are... no. I guess you guys work more like Maiar, Space Maiar aren't chipped." He fixes the location of his existence.

"All set. I was astonished by how quickly Loki picked it up when I first explained it to her; maybe that's a 'you' thing. Now if you'd like you can send me a location and I can go acquire some space Elves to convince in thirty seconds that they should stop making my Maitimo sad."

"They're probably not going to be in the same place, they're usually on opposite sides of the planet."

He sighs. "Then you can send me two locations."

"Can you wait five minutes for me to send a letter back via demonic courier and let them know to expect teleporting visitors, because I am only mostly sure you would not be shot at."

"By all means. It's not urgent, I just sincerely expect it'll be quick and want it out of the way."

So Cam writes Attn: Noldor grander-higher-muckety-mucks: new world has interdimensional teleportation, expect nosy alts as soon as you confirm receipt and titles it for the demon who monitors correspondence. "I have to check for replies manually, poke me if I neglect that."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"So every world you've jumped to so far has had all of the same people in it?"

"Not exactly. My and Iobel's grandparents do not match. And except for Hex, mes and your family do not seem to come native to the same universe - unless there are native, whatever we call ourselveses, in the Ardas that we've just failed to notice."

"It seems like they might have been hard to miss, but it's worth checking -" Brush of tesseract. "Nope, no uses in Flat or Space Arda."

"I think we might be less separable from our family."

"Possibly. I want a name for uses, it will be inconvenient to just keep referring to myself in the plural like that. But there's no name similarity between 'Loki' and 'Cam' and 'Iobel'."

"Cam's a nickname for Campbell, me and Iobel have 'bel' overlapping in there."

"- oh, that explains it, it's my birth name that matches. Beldri."

"....that's even more bizarre. What would prompt different sets of parents to settle on different names that happen to share a syllable?"

"I could not begin to tell you and I am eager to find out."

"Any other overlap? Both my and Iobel's surnames translate as Swan and her middle name's Maryah and mine's Mark."