"I tried using two zoom songs at once insulated from each other and I got erratic results, sometimes one worked and sometimes neither did," she tells Macalaurë.

"Area-effect spells should work less well with two at once than person-affecting ones," he says.

"Yeah. I might not even bring it up if it hadn't intermittently doubled the effect; makes me wonder if they could be tweaked to stack somehow. Do you want two loops at different speeds to line up various ways and investigate?"

"I'd be delighted. Oh, and I imagine you'd want to know- we've now had someone in the enhanced-perception room for nearly three weeks with no ill effects yet."

"Ooh. I'll be less conservative with my dosage." She makes him two off-sync zoom song loops and a box for them. "Copy permissions on the oomph song?"

"Let's keep that one close to home for now? I'm alarmed by how much information the Enemy already knew."

"Yeah, me too." Sigh. "I want to go check on Vár et al - he repeated part of my first conversation with her to me, and I don't know when or how he got it. And then I'll go give your cousins a heads up that I'm going to be all the way thataway."

"Tell them also that we're headed partway thataway, as soon as logistically feasible."

"Sure. And you'll manage the delivery of objects without me breathing down your necks, I trust."

"We can just leave them here at Mithrim for them, unless they want things sooner than we're moving."

"Oh, you're all picking up and migrating. ...Like Maitimo wanted. Before he even builds you a city."

"He said he wouldn't talk to me, but actually, about eight hours after he said that Thauron was within osanwë-range, he said to me 'tell my father that he owes me a favor and is moving to eastern Beleriand' and I told Father as soon as we came back and he said 'set up everything I'll need there so I don't waste any time, and fine'. So we're working on that."

"Oh. Well, all right, I'll tell your cousins; when should they expect to move in?"

"Five years?" At the look on her face he laughs. "They'll go 'that fast?'. I'm sure of it."

"...Right. I'll tell them five years."

"I could probably push for fifty, honestly. And I'm tempted because we're making local alliances but those proceed slowly and won't be settled in five. But it's probably better not to be living near each other any longer than needed."

"Yeah. If Sarpalarë is an ongoing concern there can they have a lie detection?"

"Yes."

"Anything else before we probably don't see each other for years unless there's an emergency on my end?"

"I don't see most people more than every few years. Enjoy yourself. If you can teach Men to read we can provide books with all the material that took us from nomadic tribes to a society with indoor plumbing and magic weapons and such niceties."

"I would love a chance to run off copies of those before I go, although I'll have to translate them for the Men once I convince them to invent writing, I don't actually know enough Quenya to just teach them that."

"...copying a book takes about a year even if we had good paper for it, and I think the engineers got distracted by electricity and haven't finished paper as a project. Or do you mean making a detailed illusion?"

"I mean flipping through it and making illusions on each page and then taking the illusions with me. I can copy those once I've made them if you want dupes, although for anyone but me to turn pages I'll have to attach each to paper and that'll be mildly tedious."

"I expect people'd be inclined to trade enough for copies of books that it might be worth your while. This is another thing where new options will upset people - in Aman you could copy anyone's book and it'd be regarded as a compliment, but that was because copying was so laborious."

"...Do you need a little while to work that out such that I should go check on the orcs and your cousins and then stop back here on my way to my new home?"