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.
"Deicide is... uncommon but we have a word for it in Materia."
Bella giggles. "That could get somebody arrested in Materia."
"As far as reasons to be glad we're not there go that one's a bit petty, but I'll take it."
"Nah. Well, not in list form, I do generally collect my thoughts in written form and sometimes reasons to be glad I am not in Materia anymore may make it on there."
"I think I would probably have been alright in Materia, but I'm glad not to have to test it."
And here is Gloria's dorm building! She lives on the third floor. "D'you have non-science elevators in Materia?"
Elevator! And, finally, paintings of Valinor.
Some of them are of Tirion. Some of them are of Formenos. One of them is of dinosaurs.
"Oh, Tirion looks all different... I guess that's to be expected."
"I'm not sure. I guess someone else could have moved into it, but it might just be standing there while people spend Years petitioning the Valar not to be such assholes, in case they ever get anywhere?"
"Maybe. It seems like the sort of question that will have slipped his mind, actually, but Rúmil will know."
"I don't think Idaia met him. He's one of Finwë's advisors and he helped me settle in and try to get Fëanáro more adequately parented... may be that he didn't do as much of that without prompting or something, I was a little surprised that he wasn't hard to miss by the time she showed up."