"Killing them? I'd probably agree if I didn't know I could heal them."
"Yeah, just asking about the bats, not like it took me hours to get here."
"I just can't get over how it's supposed to be a sphere like any self-respecting planet that comes about the long way."
"There is that, I suppose. And no fussing with time zones now that you have a day cycle. But it's just so silly."
Visual aids. "Spherical planets usually orbit stars at a considerable distance, and turn around so half the planet's facing the star at any given time. Exceptions exist, but this is standard. So it's night over here," point, "and day over here."
"Good question. Not sure. You might be stuck. Well, in this neighborhood, anyway, I don't know about this planet in particular."
"I'm not expecting to depopulate the stupid cylinder," Loki says.
"My really dramatic option is to move the entire cylinder and not bring any Valar along."
"Well, I could leave Maiar behind, too, although I'd have to apologize profusely to a couple people."
"I'd be intrigued to hear what you come up with. Anything else I should know about the scavenger bats?"
And Loki pops back and delivers this information to interested parties.
...Hmm. She has read a lot of books. She's discharged all the relevant science books onto the Fëanorians but there might be demand for others, in translation especially. Any Men really fond of languages to the point where she could give them an Allspeak-translated Asgardian dictionary (...based on a local Mannish dictionary; she has not in fact ever read an entire dictionary) and some grammar lessons and then set them to producing translations of this-and-that whenever she wants to spend twenty minutes turning pages? Econ. Architecture. Maybe somebody wants to read Asgardian history. Novels. Maybe not so much the romance novels. Poetry. Travelogues. Weapons-irrelevant science and engineering.