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.
"Mhm." Absconding with someone else's car and driving it that fast is probably not actually a good thing but all she can think of it is a warm and purring satisfaction that he came back to her as fast as possible.
Mkay. Tell Imliss you're here so she can drive the car to the place where the trailer is and come back?
"Soonish, probably at least half an hour, we're not on any particular schedule."
"You could come see my place, if you like, it's walkable from here."
Imliss gets the car keys from Tyelcormo, hugs him and her sister collectively, and goes off to fetch the trailer.
"I'll definitely look it over. Did the humans do anything interesting?"
"I've done trauma work but - that's a little scaled up, is my impression, from anything I've handled..."
"I'd try if he wanted but if he doesn't - or if I can't get anywhere - I'm not sure how to explain that to Fëanáro -"