They're still there, still well, delighted by the gifts she gave them recently.

Good, good, just checking, she's glad they're all doing well. By the way Sauron's dead.

Now they're rather awed, though not as intimidated as the first time she told them she fought him.

Good, she is not here to be intimidating, just to give them the news. He might not be technically dead but she doesn't expect to hear from him again any time soon.

There is cheering. There is a celebration. They will bake clams on the beach.

Sounds fun!

The island still seems to be thriving. They race off eagerly to the waters.

Loki stays for clams, and goes home.

Ooh!

It is a pretty exhaustive party. Apparently no one is tired of singing, because there's more singing, and lights in the sky, and they go outside the city to watch the walls being completed by Macalaurë who is obviously having the time of his life, and they march across the ground to the place where the earth clapped shut and they erect a monument there and there is so much food and drink that one is practically tripping over it.

Well. Loki partakes of party. Maybe she can find that brunette again when the party's winding down.

She can! She's quite drunk, though. "Loki Sauron-slayer!!! That was amazing. You're amazing. It was pretty hot, too, if I hadn't been terrified, watching you -"

Oh dear. A little too drunk. Presumably she'll sober up. Or Loki can do it, if she's impatient. "Oh, I didn't realize I had much audience. Did you have a good view?"

"We were all assigned to the walls. Shoot arrows with the Maia-annoying sigil at him, counter the songs. Lord Nelyafinwë said we were only trying to hold him up about twenty minutes - time for you and Huan to develop a plan, I guess?"

"Time for Huan to get there; he was away and I couldn't see through the illusions on my own. The plan was pretty much 'ice him again, more this time'.

"I'm not gonna argue strategy with Loki Sauron-slayer," she says. "Anyway we were his match on the songs and he was hitting the walls pretty hard but they're pretty hard walls and then you took over from there. It was spectacular. The King said, y'know, back in Valinor, he was leaving and the Valar were like 'no, stay, you can't defeat Morgoth' and he was like 'maybe the fire in our hearts is greater than you know, and whether we succeed or fail they'll sing songs of our deeds until the last days of Arda" and he didn't say "maybe help will actually just drop on us from the sky". But. Worked out pretty well. Imagine if we'd stayed in Valinor."

"Then I would have landed in the Helcaraxë all alone and been very confused indeed, I suppose, and it's anyone's guess which continent I'd have gone to from there knowing nothing about either."

"I was thinking more, if you came here, and had to do all of this with Elwë for backup. But yeah, that too."

"Yeah, I'm very glad to have the backup I have instead."

"Did you try the frozen werewolf snacks? They're great."

"...The what? I don't think I saw them. Did someone make werewolf-shaped popsicles?"

"Lord Nelyafinwe by all accounts personally demanded that all the ice around be brought in the day after the fight and had werewolf-shaped popsicles made. I think he likes you."

"I think he doesn't like Thauron, but the two sentiments may be similar this week."