My education was excellent. I just don't think it would take a given graceful person a thousand years to match me if they had the same - you couldn't have my exact tutors and practices, admittedly.

You mean there's no one in your promised big galaxy who could temporarily make me look like an Asgardian girl?

If you would like to be disguised as an Asgardian girl, that can be arranged and you won't have to go very far for it. But you will not be convincing anyone that you are Odin's missing third child, and royalty hath its retired master swordswomen who give lessons once a century and so on. I suppose you could make it a project to be Thor's best friend and she'll strongarm everyone into tutoring you.

All our royalty hath is enough jewelry that if you wore a tenth you couldn't walk.

Less practically useful. But ever so shiny.

And then Lúthien has to go attend a dinner and hugs Loki and it's getting quite late, isn't it? They did wander a while in Valinor.

It is getting late. Hug.

Lúthien does not hug Maedhros but she smiles at him cheerfully and then leaves.

Well, that was an interesting conversation.

I am not sure if Thingol will let me spend the next year talking statecraft with his bright, ambitious, conflicted daughter who he's criminally underusing but if he does that'd be lovely.

I'm looking forward to her getting to go anywhere.

We did memory-tours of Tumunzahar and Himring and everywhere else in Beleriand I remembered. Though the Thindar have this obnoxious attitude towards Dwarves.

They used to hunt them. I'm impressed they recovered from that.

Not sure how it works with Allspeak anyway, but - the Thindarin word for Dwarves, 'Naugrim', means 'stunted people'. I expect the Dwarves are less than amused. The Quenya is going to be 'casari', which is loaned from their own name, Khazad.

The Dwarves would hear their own language when I speak - it alarmed them, they didn't want me to have learned it - so I can at least be fairly confident I haven't called them slurs to their faces, but I'll pick up the Quenya phoneme set for extra insurance.

Father was doing some interesting collaborative experimental work with them before we all had to teleport out.

Oh? What on?

I have no idea. Too foundational to sum up in terms of what cool powers would result, I think.

Ooh, pure research.

It would eventually have cool applications. My father likes being able to impress people without taking a decade to get them up to speed. But distant and not specific cool applications, I think.

Maybe I'll ask him about that too.

Thanks for stopping by. We have latitude for more visitors but there's no one specifically I need, so if anyone wants to stop by and not be allowed to see Menegroth - not my father, though, that's a recipe for disaster -

I'll pass that along. See you in eight weeks.

I will look forward to it.

And Loki departs, and passes on appropriate messages, and asks Fëanor while she's in the hole about his pure research with the Dwarves and why he hasn't quizzed her on her ice powers.