Okay. Well, she can be ready to receive him in a Lórien.

And here is a Lórien and here is a Maitimo and at once the Lórien is much darker and even quieter and the ground very textureless.

And breathing is ignorable just to the point where he'll remember to do it, having a body distant, unintrusive -

Hello. My name is Bella.

The last time he had a body it burned, not as fast as he'd been vaguely hoping for, slow enough his nerves had time to notify him they were dying, and it was far from the worst pain he'd ever felt but it was - reminiscent enough that he drifted half-delirious with panic to Mandos, reminiscent enough that with no new input to counter the sensation it stuck with him for - for what felt like a very long time -

- time fell away and the only thing he was conscious of was that this was it, this was all, forever, nothing else, and he had to keep existing so he might as well -

(once it mattered to be functional, it doesn't anymore, perhaps he might as well not, perhaps he might as well abandon lucidity as the closest conceivable thing to abandoning life -)

Years pass, years and years, and since nothing about his environment changes he can shrink and splinter inside his skull and there is nothing left to pretend to be and without pretending there is nothing that he is, hasn't been anything for a long time.

Years pass, years and years, and he exists for them but as little as he can. 

(Mandos talks to him sometimes, he doesn't have anything to say, there aren't enough pieces left and this is not enough motivation to hold them together in order -)

(why couldn't the pain have stopped when he died -)

(someone who isn't Mandos has questions, he does not pull enough pieces together to parse the questions, he likes being in pieces, he can't hurt anybody this way, he can be hurt this way but he can be hurt any way, there is no such thing as bracing yourself, he is entirely defenseless...)

And then he exists again. It hurts as badly as dying did, and someone is talking again, but he can't think while he's hurting, which is good, because the only thing he'd think to wonder is how Melkor got him out of Mandos or whether he was really there at all. And then he doesn't hurt but he still doesn't think, no good could possibly come of it.

She brought some spellcrafting to do in case he needed time. She waits a bit.

He exists.

He can refuse to put the pieces together but he can't make himself not think in little distracted threads.

He probably won't be allowed to kill himself again and he - doesn't really want to, it'll hurt so badly - who did this, is this Lórien or Angband, if it's Angband was he there all along - god, he hopes he was there all along, if he's going to be tortured forever maybe he can at least believe he didn't kill so many people in the interlude -

(If he doesn't say anything for more than a couple hours she's going to shore up the sense dampening so she doesn't have to sustain it and come back tomorrow.)

Yeah, not saying anything. Eventually the anticipation of whatever happens when he moves will get worse than whatever-happens-when-he-moves but that will take months and he's not going to move before that unless someone makes him.

(Do any of his alts think she should prod him any more than the introduction...?)

They are okay with it if she reads him to see what's going on, if she's willing to accept any kind of surrogate consent on that.

If it's really going to be months they're going to need to figure out how to feed and hydrate him.

Cam knows how to do that directly so he won't have to eat. He might notice, though, what with the Elf body control thing.

Under the circumstances she will consider alt consent valid on day two and have a cursory look.

He doesn't have to pretend anymore so he has let go of the last of the pieces letting him do that. He doesn't know anymore what he'd want if he were okay, and he doesn't know how he'd act, and he doesn't need to, nothing matters, he can't hurt anyone anymore, they can't make him. 

If he were to try processing things it is technically possible that someone would have a Silmaril or something. As long as he has ripped out all the functional bits he doesn't have to do anything at all except continue existing.

Well, uh, yeesh.

Getting him to a point where he can say goodbye to his loved ones is gonna be. Complicated. Maybe give him until he has to be fed and watered and see if he reacts to that?

He notices it. He doesn't react to it.

Alt opinion on more or less dangling the possibility of nonexistence in front of him to see if that helps?

"What are you planning to do if he says, 'yes, please, do it'?"

"I'm expecting that. I was going to present it as 'if I'm convinced other options are exhausted'."

"I think I'd read that as a ploy to get me to start being more entertainingly functional."

"Yeah, that's what I'm worried about. I'm not sure what else there is to do besides kill him without letting anybody say goodbye or leave him there in case something eventually shakes loose."

"Between those options I'd sooner kill him. You can't - do any of what you did for us - in his current state?"

"I... can, but he's not in a state to listen to an explanation, would that not be preposterously terrifying?"

"It would be preposterously terrifying, but if we're probably going to have to kill him as-is -"

Nod. "Okay. I'll - get underway on that. I can make it less preposterously terrifying but only, you know, directly..."

"I sort of expect that if we do get a functional person out of all of this he'll be very angry with us for not just killing him immediately. If he didn't have the children I think I probably would."

"Yeah. ...But should I make it less terrifying or not."