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Bella's house gets done, and she fills it up with things. She experiments with magic, and theorizes when she has more data to work with; when she runs out of her steadily increasing mana supply for a day she studies Quenya. One morning she sits bolt upright in bed, realizes she has not seen a single wheel since she got here, and runs off to Mahtan to explain the concept, which is, it turns out, new.
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.
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"Maybe you could figure out the fabric in those pants I was wearing when I came." She still wears them occasionally, although less. "Denim for everyone. And it would be a good chance to practice relaxing around your mom and figuring out what she could be doing to make it so you feel it when she says she loves you instead of just thinking she's only saying it."
"Okay."
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"Good. I'm proud of you," she adds. "And I will be more so when you've apologized."
"I will. Just haven't had time yet."
He smiles. A little bit. "I'm going to bounce, I'll meet you back here in a little bit."
And he does. And comes back. And they get food in the streets of Tirion and wander through it - "oh no," he says after a bit, "are we losing time?"
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"I generally give myself until I finish my bread bowl before I ask myself that even if I'm not wearing the necklace," she says, and she teeks it off and puts it on his head. "Gotta eat whatever schedule we're on."
"Technically I don't know if I do, I haven't tried not doing it."
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"...Please don't. That would be a little too much self-neglect."
"I'd just be curious. Don't you ever wonder what your limitations are?"
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"Not those of my limitations the discovery of which involves being hungry."
He giggles. And accepts more snacks from a passing vendor. "It definitely seems less interesting than testing whether I can navigate the palace with my eyes closed and things like that."
"Yes. Rúmil's faster, but he has an advantage."
"Well, more practice at it."
"I expect he's much much more capable in the dark than any of us, what is that if not an advantage?"
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"He's not more capable in the dark than we would be if we went around blindfolded," she says. "So it can't be an overall advantage or more people would go around blindfolded."
"Well, obviously it's not an overall advantage, he can't read. It's a going-around-in-the-dark advantage."
"Like being small. I hate it and want to be big but I clearly have a fitting-into-small-things and walking-on-things-that-can't-hold-much-w