There's something very nostalgic about standing in front of a large audience and walking them through scrolls and then expounding on the principles of magic. She has more to say at this point, though, she's dissected more spells into their component pieces and Olórin's been around for a while now to help explore vast combinatorial explosion. The lecture takes a few hours even with most of the content offloaded into "look it up, it's in the files". And then there is food and mingling for anyone who doesn't have to race off immediately to do important multiverse things!
"It's also unusual for Elves to have commerce per se, isn't it?"
"Flat ones don't! We do. We had a population of fifty-six million, no matter how docile fifty-six million people are you can't run that without commerce. We were post-material-scarcity but used currency to fund space exploration and major development projects and aid to Endorë and you had to pay for things like the opening nights at shows or a large apartment in central Tirion."
"I'm not sure whether I would have been more comfortable if I'd landed in an Arda with currency or not. It would have been easier to navigate but I would have had to do it with the money I didn't have."
"I'm not saying it'd have taken me very long, but it didn't take me very long in Telperion either. Is it just a total mystery how your Ainur work, or are they an exception?"
"So we used to think they were just that much more advanced than us - they're millions of years older, in millions of years we'd have been effectively gods even without magic - but the fact they seem similar to the flat Valar and the flat Valar are definitely not advanced is suggestive that they're really magic."
"Yeah. Unfortunately, detect-magicking them won't tell you anything, that doesn't even turn up results on flat ones."
"Let us know if you find out!"
"Olórin's great. I've been working a lot faster."
"Not that I'm aware of. I wouldn't be sure how to phrase it, personally."
"There just doesn't seem to be a polite way to go up to a Maia and say 'hey, your alt is a neat person, and yet you failed to show up to a war, along with virtually all of your non-evil conspecifics, explain yourself'..."
"That's much more diplomatic."
"What happens without interruption, there...? I know Miriel dies, that's almost all I have."
"So it was a really rough few Years, on both of them. Finwë stopped asking Fëanáro to do things or stay close or be safe, just asked us to keep an eye on him instead, Fëanáro avoided everyone as much as possible, and Miriel kept refusing to return to life, and eventually Finwë - had a sort of breakdown, took a vacation up to Valmar to stay with Ingwë and get some reassurance and perspective, and Ingwë's sister met him there..."
"I was frustrated with her for that, and with Ingwë. Ingwë had been suggesting to Finwë that he come take part of a Year off in Valmar, he didn't say 'my sister will be waiting in the suite we set up for you' - Indis had apparently been in love with him for Years, and waited, but she could have waited longer - or they could have exercised some discretion -"