"The fruit is slightly less ridiculous than the trees."

"But also less dead."

"In Ozymandias everybody's dead and there are no signs remaining it ever existed."

"So obviously I need to grab my sister; should I invite any of you guys's alts while I'm there?"

"I would prefer you leave mine."

"...Okay. I can probably grab anyone I end up regretting not grabbing first time 'round, anyway."

"You probably don't want to, every second of time passing in worlds with a Melkor is -"

"I mean, yes, but on the other hand I can teleport and it's not going to take me significantly more time to make a second trip than it would have to grab them the first time."

"Fair enough. Do you know exactly enough where everyone is?"

"That's not exactly how it works but I won't have any trouble."

"Okay."

"It wouldn't be any more difficult to teleport to a person than to a place," she clarifies, "or at least it shouldn't be."

"That's very useful."

"Magic's great."

"I am very excited to get to try it."

"Uh huh. Let me get--Illia and Celegorm, I think, maybe Andreth, anyone else...?"

"Curufin will be able to help his alt and my father on figuring out how to use the Silmarils to destroy Melkors."

"Illia, Celegorm, Curufin and Andreth, okay. 

Oh, I should really mention this before I fetch these people, I ended up building a city in Nevrast because seriously, there are zero actually human kingdoms on your continent, that needed fixing. Illia's Queen. Andreth would give me such a look if she came in and none of you knew that."

"Are Elves bad at governing humans?"

"Some of them are. And it was--the principle of the thing? There were a whole bunch of monarchs and all of them were Elves, there was an inherent species-related power imbalance. There was this one woman, Lady Hareth, who was reluctant to leave my sister alone in her room with an Elf on the grounds that the power imbalance meant that regardless of whether they would, an Elf could get away with doing things to a human, until my sister reassured her that if he tried anything she was perfectly capable of cracking his skull open. Because magic. ...That reminds me," she addresses Matt, "do you know what happened to Huor and Hurin, they disappeared during the battle--the Dagor Bragollach, that was what they called it, and I can't find them and the two most likely options proposed thus far are 'captured by the Enemy' or 'somehow managed to stumble on Gondolin'."

"The latter."

"Thank Aten."

"Aten?"

"I'm a Shemeshite. Theoretically. I don't think it's especially likely that Aten exists, mind, but..."

"Weeeee don't have that. Where I'm from. We have Hebrew--shemesh is Hebrew for sun, where you're from, right--"