When Fëanáro is feeling sociable she hangs out with him. He finishes his novel. (In it, the school turns him over to social workers and adopt him out, he escapes his foster family, he encounters a dragon and talks his way past it with stories about Arda, he studies wizardry and is unreasonably effective at it, when the dragon opens a portal to Arda he sneaks through too and the Valar slay the dragon, he fixes his mother with magic, and then he masters planar travel himself and conquers Bella's plane.) He finishes his typewriter, too; Bella's of the opinion that it would have been easier if he made vowels separate instead of consonant-hats, but it works okay like so. She acquires one when there is more than one, and learns to type, because crystal balls are a long time coming.
She has made some progress, though. She finds the common thread in dud combinations that produced an aura, and successfully decomposes all her original spells into pieces and begins to make new combinations. Most of these are trivial like the increased character limit arcane mark. Reverse-engineering her undead-damaging spell, though, gets her (small) arcane healing well in advance of when she was expecting to have that down. So anybody who lives on her block and cuts themselves cooking breakfast can knock on her door - or that of anybody who's getting the spells as she turns them out - and get that seen to without bothering a Maia.
Once a month she sees Miriel. Bella doesn't have any ideas that land any better than "forget you forgot something". But forgetting the contents of that foolish, foolish oath is at least a holding pattern that lets Miriel pretty much live her life, so, therapeutic success? ...Bella makes sure to remind Fëanáro that he is very adorable and lovable and adored and loved.
They're worried a bunch of people will want them, and then people who wouldn't want them will have to have them to keep up, and they left mine because I was the one who noticed and objected in the first place and I asked them to leave yours and they wouldn't but they said they wouldn't break mine if I loaned it to you.
They said it was because I was the one who was distressed. I told them you were distressed too, and then they said some things about what you're apparently fated to do and... it wasn't good... and they don't want you sped up to do not-good things faster... but they said my necklace is mine to loan out. And I have free will so if you just hang out with me a lot maybe you will not be fated to do anything horrible.
Yeah. And I didn't quite have the nerve to ask them why if they didn't like the look of fate they were interrupting literally anything I do.
Good. Squeeze. I don't know how fate's supposed to work but I'm supposed to be able to mess with it, Mairon mentioned.
I don't know, it doesn't make any sense, but you do not have to be horrible because here I am and I'm not in the plan. Squeeze.
That's what they said, but I'm sure they didn't show me all the circumstances or if anything else was going on...
Um, don't swear a really dramatic long-winded oath in front of a crowd about something called Silmarils? And don't carry around a sword. And don't set any boats on fire.
Well, I'm not sure those are actually the important parts of what I saw, but they were definitely prominent images.