"Every other world the Bell wasn't native, got dropped on us. This is the only one where we actually found each other."

"Is this the part where I reveal that I'm actually a changeling from the universe next door?"

"It crossed my mind! But clearly there are some differences -" he shudders. "And we're not an Arda, perhaps yous just don't come native to Ardas."

"I feel like an Elf me would be - very awkward, somehow... I suppose there are humans in Ardas, and those Dwarves everyone is so enthused about..."

"It's the 'no free will' thing. You might be incompatible with not having free will. You'd probably be a lovely Dwarf."

"I wonder how they do at the collectivist sort of thing Bells are falling into. Seems uncapitalist."

"Is there a Dwarven post-scarcity society yet? It'd be interesting."

"Probably the Space ones unless they turn into awfully miserly demons."

"I haven't asked."

Once she wakes up, Elspeth goes to Vanda Nossëo, since it seems to be something of a hub for interdimensional shenanigans, and thinks loudly about the whole procedures-and-trials-and-such bit of the conversation with Mitros, to whom it may concern.

They grudgingly agree it might be a good idea to have procedures in place especially if it's true that literally the whole planet is evil. Can't execute them all. Maybe should just dump Maedhros' memories of forty years in Enemy hands on his evil alt, see if this makes him not quite so murderable.

Do they have a way to do that? Elspeth exports, not imports, and osanwë seems too low-bandwidth.

They don't. It wouldn't be surprising if they eventually did, though. Maedhros' father has just finished working memory necklaces for the Marlatians and this should make them able to develop a spell like that.

...he also might not want to give it to Elspeth, given how she gives things out to everyone. He might ask them for something that does export and import.

It is completely reasonable not to want to store things in Elspeth. She understands.

I really like the way you project. It's very reassuring. If I'd met you when I was in doubt about reality I'd have found you quite inimitable. But - yeah. Not for that, probably. Do we know if the whole planet's evil or just Irisse's husband and me and maybe my family?

The whole planet seems eviler, in sort of a background radiation way, compared to what Elspeth has picked up. It is not inconceivable that this is a small number of disproportionate influences, but some of them are, like, probably the Valar. (She has decided not to try to get a Vala to remove her parents' honeymoon. It would complicate her and Addy keeping each other updated.)

That is very worrying. What are we going to do with all of them  - what are we going to do with an evil version of my father, particularly if he hasn't actually done anything evil...

Well, they're making up an interdimensional criminal code anyway, being evil could be illegal all by itself or something, although then they have to rigorously define it instead of tossing it around as a descriptor in lieu of a nickname. As for what to do if the Fëanáro is evil Elspeth does not know.

Kill him one way or another, oath or Tesseract...

Death by oath is optionally reversible if they have another idea later, via Aether-imposed free will.

My version of my father'd refuse, though, no question. Offer him death or a mind-altering oath and he'd say 'tell my children I love them and make it fast enough you can pat yourself on the back later for how humane you were'.

Well, this doesn't actually seem like an unreasonable policy when dealing with hostile parties who are prepared to kill you, but it is sort of discouraging from the hostile party perspective.

Yeah. I couldn't persuade him. Doubt my evil alt could, either.

Do they even have a good evilness-evaluation plan for the live alts-of-relevant people? Like, she met Tyelcormo only briefly, he was not overtly evil at the time if one is slightly charitable about bloodthirstiness towards those who had harmed his (non-evil) friend, how would they go about checking in more detail.

I'm good at people. I sort of think I'll know. But it makes me queasy to go around sizing people up for whether we execute them for being, well, normal, in a world where normal was pretty awful.