"Yes, you are."

"Should I continue to be missing context, and if so is my presence downstairs going to be more hindrance than help?"

"Don't think it'll matter and don't think so - he was trying to figure out whether his version would want him to fight me off when I inevitably decided to drag him to bed because his version would be jealous or whether his version would want him to let me so he didn't develop the bad habit of trying to resist -"

"What."

"Does my level of anger seem appropriate to the situation now."

"If I kill him do we get kicked out, I hate to say it but one rapist isn't worth losing Milliways, not when Morgoth's doing what he's doing--"

"No, no, it's not - if we catch him somewhere not monitored by security -"

"Which gets harder if I threaten him, doesn't it. On the other hand if we decide not to do anything that alerts him to the possibility we want to kill him then we can't do anything else to resolve the situation--and he might figure out anyway, if being a monster hasn't dinged his people-psychicness...."

"Right." And downstairs. 

Sitting at the bar, quizzing her about the "outside business" rule.

'This is an ongoing crime being committed," he says to Bar, "it's not like being neutral if a Melkor walked in, it's like being neutral if he walked in and tiled the outside with servers to torture people on."

"Crime" is not a universally consistent concept, says Bar.

"No one told the Findekáno where Security does and doesn't monitor, right?"

"...may've picked it up from the conversation with Security."

Let me enter the room first? With my wingspan I think I'm the more visually impressive figure, and if I come in after you it's more likely to be the impression that I answer to you, which, under the circumstances, can't help.

"Maitimos on the second floor? Maitimos on the third floor?"

Cam checks floors - "I don't think brute force will get you there though -"

"Because of the inconsistent layout, yeah, probably not - well. They don't have a demon. They don't have food. They have to come down eventually."

"Yeah. And apparently I am allowed to revoke unspent tab I contributed."

"Great. So we sit here and wait and read - Edie, the complete written works of this world take up less space than a modern movie, they haven't invented the printing press yet -"

"Feanaro existed and they don't have the printing press?"

"Well, I'm evil, maybe that world's version of my father spent his time developing torture instruments or something. But we can read through it, try to figure out - why - and what leverage we might have -"

She conjures a complete written works for everyone.

And they settle in to read. "...You realize this could take a long time depending on how the landlords are fucking with us today."

"Well, this is loosely what we were doing before they arrived and I am not in the mood for a game....Edie, where's Tyelcormo -"