She opens her mouth.

She closes her mouth.

She continues to be adorably flustered.

She doesn't put clothes on him.

Awww.

Having sex with a daeva you summoned is against, like, several hundred laws and so that's several hundred reasons in addition to you being smart and pretty and helping us stop Melkor and and stuff why I would totally get a room if you wanted. 

I am not in principle opposed but I like you a lot and I think if I sleep with you and spend a lot of time in close contact with you I'm liable to fall in love with you and I don't fall out of love easily.

I mean, getting married to a daeva is against, like, an additional couple hundred laws -

I should heed the lecture I just gave my father about not being in a hurry.

I don't think I'd want to get married to someone who was only doing it because it was illegal in a terrible system.

Well, yes, notice how not married I am and the system is terrible. I'm just not thinking of falling in love with each other as an outcome we'd want to be scrupulously avoiding...

No, see, I was bringing it up because I don't know how likely you are to fall in love and having me be in love with you but not vice-versa could be seriously awkward under the circumstances.

I am reasonably sure I fell in love with you at Alqualondë? You grabbed him - everything was awful and you only must have had a little time to think of it and -

Oh.

I'm not, like, going to make a big thing out of it.

Well, that's good, because Ada exists and we only forked after that happened.

And for lots of other reasons, yeah. He reaches out to lazily pet Huan. 

...Getting a room should probably wait until your dads and brothers have ceased to tolerate decompression time but otherwise I'm in favor.

Okay. They'll be getting impatient any minute now, probably.

It is in fact not that many more minutes. They start by arguing about some technical point, and then ask Edie for a few changes of clothes and a month's supply of food - "no," Tyelcormo objects, "give them two weeks' worth, they are being ridiculous," and then they stroll off back inside. 

Edie gives them two weeks' worth and sneaks in extra calories so they don't hurt themselves as much if they try to live longer than two weeks on it.

He gets dressed and watches them go. "It made sense, back before. It really was that urgent, and the urgency was terribly unhealthy for all of us. Here I think it's just force of habit and the only tool they have available to express that they care about it- and knowing about the other Valinor probably isn't helping any - ugh, the other version of my family's probably going to spend half a millenium working themselves to the bone in atonement and it won't even fix things  -"

"And the other you can't fix it because his Huan is Not Okay after what happened to Valinor."

"No, I imagine not." He reaches reflexively for his Huan, who is okay. "Maybe once we've got it sorted there'll be a way to visit and -

- and something. I'm not even sure what'd help, it wouldn't be a good occasion for declaring a regatta -"

"I don't either but if there is a technical solution ten each of your dad and brother can probably fix it with all the time in the world."

"Yeah. And there are dimensions with other magic systems - worst case we spend a while looking."

She sits down next to him and hugs him with all four upper limbs.

Wings are pretty fantastic.

They are! I always felt like fairies get a raw deal, only getting the insect kind. I mean, they're pretty, but literally nothing else.

Yours are pretty and also very comforting when trying for psychological health reasons not to think about there being multiple Melkors in the multiverse.