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.
"The way the original worked it basically just placed you within osanwë range of the other party. Range isn't the problem with dead Elves, so I'd have to modify it. Also Mandos might notice."
"It might be a good idea to modify it anyway, since none of us here right now have osanwe."
"Yeah - I mean they work for me fine but I have subtle arts - I'll do a spoken version."
"Complete with the thing where there are pocket versions with silly puzzle games on them, I noticed that in the cafeteria."
"It's bizarre. It's still I think less bizarre than two Ardas just alike except one's earlier and different people visited them, but yeah."
"Not necessarily. The Ardas look the same because they are the same, but this world and yours work completely differently."
"I guess. I still don't see why there'd be two of them, though."
"Maybe humans invented crystal balls and magic mirrors in Materia - I'm pretty sure humans did invent burgers - and this is just a human design sense thing."
"Still a lot of coincidences." Shrug. "Maybe there are so many worlds that some of them have coincidences by coincidence and it's just Milliways that did it by putting me and Idaia together."
"Although if Milliways had that much selection freedom maybe there are tons of Ardas and tons of people who have had mixed-bag Arda-visiting experiences."
"Under the circumstances, I hope more of them turned out like you than her."
"...I wasn't that great before I had a way out of Materia again."
"I know. But it sounds like you averted a lot of suffering while you were there."