"We didn't bring any scrolls to give them lessons right now and the opportunity to learn wizardry is not going to evaporate, so it's not an emergency."

"I'd want to know right away, though."

"But nobody's running out here at top speed, so I don't think they agreed with you - or if they did, they're talking about it amongst themselves first, which would also have let them propagate the information to anyone who wasn't listening."

"Okaaaay."

(Loki is amused but she keeps quiet about it.)

And a short time later rather a horde of Noldor approaches.

Anybody Boots recognizes in there?

This world's Rúmil is present (and sighted) but near the back of the horde; Nerdanel is present, stifling a giggle at the sight of little Fëanáro and gripping the arm of the adult Fëanáro. 

Awww. Boots waves.

Most people haven't actually met the peal and don't recognize her. 

Fëanáro is bouncing happily on his toes. "Hi!" he says. "We're from an Arda that got a interdimensional visitor way sooner than any of yours, when I was ten..." and he goes on to explain, bubbly, the whole story, "and then while we were evacuating Materia another Bell landed there and found us and found a way to come to the world. And wizardry works even when not adjacent, and it's great, we're inventing spells for all kinds of things! And you can use Maiar for mana so you don't even run out! And I wanted to meet all of my children - apparently this is the only world where I can meet all of my children -"

And there's a moment's pause and then seven Elves and one human push their way forward, smiling broadly. The King's in the lead, and red-haired, and he kneels to be at Fëanáro's level and is still a little taller. "We are very flattered that you came here first," he says. "Welcome to Shine. I'm Maitimo."

"-d'you want Bella to fix you, because she's a therapist -"

"Please do not introduce the idea like that to people we've only just met. In front of everybody, even."

He shakes his head, laughing. "I hear the Valar in some worlds are much less reasonable than ours! Even before Elspeth had a talk with them, ours managed not to do any appallingly ill-advised things except the pardon and they were a tremendous aid in healing our wounded after the war. Poor Bella will not be swamped with therapy requests. It is convenient to have someone around to fix everything you can't fix just by applying enough inventiveness, isn't it? We end up leaning on our Bells quite a lot, most worlds I've heard of. Anyway, this is Macalaurë -" and so on.

"You can call me Boots, I'm told Bella's redundant and it wouldn't be fair to Gem and Golden if I kept using it even interdimensionally," Boots mentions when there's a break in the introductions.

"I am by the same token Island, and actually prefer it to my given name, but it wouldn't be fair to my father to introduce us all by hastily-chosen peal nicknames when he's the one who named us so, um, painstakingly. Why Boots?"

She lifts up on her tiptoes, clicks her heels together. "My solution to the apparently endemic clumsiness issue. I could've gone with something else but Boots amuses me."

"Boots is lovely. Have you already stopped by Vanda Nossëo to get their resources-for-running-a-galactic-consortium talk and documentation and procedures? It sounds like it'd come in handy."

"Not yet. Epic wanted to meet his alternate universe children. We do mean to stop there too though."

"They've had a while, have some nice things like things we can produce sorted by how much money we get for our effort on the galactic market, and then interventions for planets at various levels of development by cost-effectiveness. Space has got the enviable xenobiology labs, they were so far ahead of we flat Ardas on tech that it didn't make any sense for Vanda Nossëo to try taking that over."

"'Galactic'?"

"Edda's big. Most dimensions have one inhabited planet, so far, Edda's got thousands. So even though they'll happily handle multiverse stuff as needed, the consortium is being built closer to home. Shine's becoming a member and in two more years I think Stork'll apply for membership and then they can call themselves a dimension-spanning empire."

"Warp is big too."

"Which is why it seems like they'll be a useful resource for you, having had more time how to think how to get the most leverage out of the resources all this multiverse-hopping can fetch us - like, what's it most Cam's-time-effective to have him make, where can we deploy Hex's and Wish's sharply-limited but very-powerful stuff, how best do we roll out whatever the Space Fëanors pulled off lately - their end goal is for everyone on every planet in their consortium to have no material scarcity, invulnerability, and a short-range teleport, with a designated spot on each planet to emigrate from."

"Are they close to pulling that off?"

"They can cut the mortality rate of any preindustrial place pretty much in half every year after they land there, but we're bottlenecked on demons for the end-scarcity part."

"I wanna be a demon."