This is not Idaia's closet.
It's something weird.
That could be either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
She probably wasn't going to succeed at what she needed to succeed at anyway; worth the gamble.
She steps inside.
"This is the best day of my life." Pause. "This one, anyway, so far, I've had days I liked better back in Valinor and I'm sure I'm going to have better."
"Well, you have less of an excuse to call it a different life, but the principle still applies, yes."
"Exactly. Sometimes it feels like one, though, when I got sent back nearly twenty years had passed but I looked the same age, I went back to school, I didn't talk about where I'd been because no one expected me to have been somewhere, it could have all been a dream..."
"My dad screwed something up, and someone else reacted badly, and things escalated, and a lot of people including both my parents ended up dead, and it was decided to place all the blame on them, and Imliss and I could renounce them, stay and have everyone be super chilly to us, or leave. We left. We were in transit when the snake-thing got us."
"If I'd told that story to most people in Kilaiuossa, they'd have assumed I was downplaying my parents' responsibility because I loved them. When I told it to Tyelcormo, when we'd just met, he hugged me and let me cry on him."
"I expect to be able to buy you time even if I can't just yank them out of the Halls myself."
"Yeah. I was more worried about dying of old age before I could manage anything than getting myself killed making the attempt."
"Not that I was looking forward to dying even besides that."
"I wonder if old age is more or less pleasant than freezing to death. Probably more."