She's very excited! For a while she almost forgets about the fact that house Tellari will totally try to recapture or kill her immediately if they manage to follow her through the gate. 

She asks to take a nap in the middle of the day (because she's not sure how much sleep she got, but she's pretty sure it wasn't the amount she was supposed to get), asks if they can have another vocabulary lesson afterwards, and delightedly looks forward to the concert.

The concert is in the courtyard; this seems to be so that everyone can listen from their balconies. It is a bit of a mystery what he would have suggested if she'd said she didn't want to attend the concert. There are fourteen Elves singing. 

They are really good at singing.

They are so good at singing.

She has mostly heard people sing in situations where other people really needed to be comforted - a baby needs to sleep and doesn't know how, a child has a toothache and the doctor is occupied, a person has been flogged or had their implant activated for no good reason, someone has been killed.

This is not one of those times. She's really happy. She's also really relieved to hear the singing. Somehow it makes everything hurt a little less, even when she's not willing to admit that anything hurts in the first place.

She is not crying, not even a little bit, that would be dumb.

Since it is an Elf concert, it goes on and on and on. Eventually Ettelië comes to tell her that the concert will probably go all night but humans usually prefer shorter concerts and need sleep and he can show her how to seal her room if she'd like.

She deliberates about this for longer than is strictly necessary, but eventually she admits that it would be irresponsible not to sleep, and accepts help in sealing her room.

She sleeps in the bed this time.

The concert is in fact still going when she wakes!

She resumes listening to it! Probably the novelty is going to wear off eventually, and it's not like she can sit in one place forever, but since she can listen from her balcony there's nothing to stop her from pacing the room at the same time.

This is such a good ship.

They wrap up about an hour after she wakes, and someone brings her breakfast. "The doctors in Endorë would like to get some scans of your chip so they can evaluate how to destroy or remove it," the Elf bringing breakfast says.

"OK. That sounds like a good idea. Thank you for telling me."

They are not going to put her under and then put a different chip in that they can control, she tells herself, that's an absurd worry. This is something she specifically asked for, and also if they wanted to put a different chip in her head they would definitely not have to bother with any sort of pretext.

She eats breakfast.

Ettelië comes over after breakfast. "How are you doing?"

"Better! I've only cried once in the past twenty-four hours! And that was mostly because of the concert, which was - well, what you said it would be. It was lovely."

"I'm glad you liked it! So they want to do a brain scan to get imaging of where the chip is. We have a machine in the ship for that. It's loud and you shouldn't wear anything metal in it but the chip is fine, we build them to be safe for that."

"OK! I don't think I have any metal in my clothes." Pause. "I don't think I have any other clothes, either. But that's less pressing."

"The ship has extras of our uniforms and our off-hours uniforms but that's all, I'm sorry."

"It's totally fine. I am happy to focus on making it marginally more difficult for house Tellari to immediately torture or kill me."

She smiles. It is not insincere.

"If we make contact with them I think Lord Curufin and Lord Maedhros are discussing contact under conditions that would convince them they should not anger or annoy us."

Oh wow, Lord Maedhros from the story is involved. That kind of makes sense. Probably contact with a new set of spacefaring aliens is the sort of thing you'd want to talk over with people who have the authority to make really significant decisions. 

"That sounds like a good idea. They're not impossible to deal with as long as they don't have an overwhelming military advantage."

"And believe themselves to have one," he agrees cheerfully. "When do you want to do the scans?"

"Right now is fine! I don't have anything else I need to be doing." Smile. "I think this might be the first time in my life that I haven't had my schedule dictated down to the minute."

"The Alteri sound very cruel." He'll walk her to the ship hospital.

She feels so vindicated every time he confirms that the Alteri are terrible. She was pretty sure they were. She wasn't a hundred percent sure.

She cheerfully follows him to the hospital.

And they have a large noisy machine they want her to lie down in. It's pretty. Of course.

She lies down in the noisy machine, managing to keep her apprehension to manageable levels. It helps that it's pretty.

"All right," says an Elf cheerily a minute later. "All done, all done, go take a walk, it's all right."

She breathes deeply and thanks the Elf. 

She takes a walk. The courtyard continues to be excellent.