"It's not as aesthetic as Atriama but I liked the plot better. Might be down to differences in taste."

"Yeah, probably. I made a refugee planet to hide my summoner and some other people on and they were threatening to take years to name it so I was like 'or we could call it Atriama!'"

"I would not have threatened to name a refugee planet Faustus but I see your point."

"Nah, Gretchen."

"Better, but probably still not up to elf standards of pretty."

"Yeah, maybe."

"Maybe I'm wrong, it just doesn't seem to match their language aesthetic as closely as Atriama does."

"I'm not sure if their language aesthetic is that strict or if that's just what Quenya and Thindarin happen to sound like and they could also appreciate Yiddish."

"Well, Feanaro could."

"I was warned not to bring up how many languages I know at a time when he couldn't afford to be distracted."

"I will be surprised if he doesn't at least want to fork into a daeva once the option's available."

"Yeah, probably. Put ten of him in a room and have them figure out how to travel to Limbo."

"After Melkor's solved."

"Yeah, then."

"Of course, ten of Feanaro in a room'll probably be good for that, too."

"Yep."

"Frankly considering his example I'm very lucky Maitimo decided that even under oath it was worth risking my running amok snapping my bindings to save the Teleri."

"How'd that go down exactly?"

"He summoned me on Araman, offered me the lightleaper blueprints in exchange for the lightleapers, I bargained him up to that and also time with my sister, he took us down to the planet with him because being within a short distance of your summoner is a legally required binding, the Noldor started going up to Araman in shuttles, the Valar announced that summoning and shuttles were suspended, we ran to Alqualonde to leave anyway, Maitimo extracted oaths from me and snapped my bindings so I could knock everyone unconscious so that the Teleri didn't either alert the Valar, thus likely killing people in shuttles, or get killed in the preventing of that, the Valar showed up anyway, and we got--almost everyone to Araman. Not everyone. Some of the shuttles were yanked back down, killing everyone in them and people in buildings they crashed into, and I grabbed Maitimo's wrist and determined to drag his corpse back to Hell with me just before he died, and then in Hell I cracked his skull open and retrieved the chip and stuck his body in a freezer until I knew what he wanted me to do with it."

"- you can knock Elves unconscious? I found them biologically uncooperative."

"Huh. Yeah, I can."

"How?"

"I mean, Elf knockout drugs are different, but--maybe it was easier for them to find out because daeva?"

"Maybe. I did some testing on basement dwellers and didn't get anywhere but I didn't devote that much time to it."

She names the drugs.