And Loki puts her armor back on.

"Leaving already?" Lúthien says.

"Not necessarily? Armor is just - Asgardian women's daywear, for most purposes. Besides, if I needed to leave suddenly for some reason I wouldn't want to stop to get everything on."

"I wish I were an Asgardian woman," she says agreeably, and they walk back into Menegroth and have a very nice dinner.

"They wouldn't let you do magic," Loki points out. "Especially the conspicuous singing kind."

"It'd be worth it, to go outside without a hundred soldiers. Daeron could sing for me."

"That'd work. I'm trying to think how when this is all over to best orchestrate tours among interested parties of Asgard. Taking everybody at once would have both interpersonal and scheduling problems."

She looks over at Maedhros. "He says for the trial we could just exile them from Arda for an Age or until all the dead are reunited, and go tour for new places for the people who don't want to live here or who can't if the continent's destroyed in the fighting. More than it already has been, I mean. If Father decides to go with that then that'd be our grievance settled and traveling together wouldn't be a problem."

"That'd be convenient, then. Although I am not planning to destroy the continent. That would be messy."

"Wars with Valar often do, even if you don't intend it. He may be trying to set it so it crumbles even if he loses, Mother thinks."

"I'll be on the lookout for a continent-wrecking deadman switch, then, thanks for the heads up."

"No problem. Want to try freezing these berries? They're like candy when they're frozen..."

Loki hovers her hand over the berries and frosts them gently.

They are in fact super tasty.

Yum.

After dinner there is singing, non-magical, and Maedhros relaxes in his seat while the Silmaril illuminates Menegroth to even-greater-than-usual shimmering beauty and smiles. It was good to see you as always.

Likewise. Loki captures music until she is tired, and then she goes home, and sleeps, and hops back in the hole.

More minor earthquakes.

That's really disconcerting. Both continents?

Yep.

And try putting a slow-things-down song on loop beneath the ground, can she do that when she next takes a breather? Macalaurë's written one and tested it with rock and he thinks it might give them a few seconds' warning.

Sure, she can put loops of whatever wherever.

So they give that a try, and explain how the other city and hidden city and Doriath can do it if needed.

She relays it to the other cities first.