Nope Annie's going to cry until she falls asleep right there on the ground curled up in a ball.

Then she will keep on singing.

Annie can't sleep forever.

She wakes up.

She borrows Lírnith's ears again. Still singing.

Annie can't just listen to songs forever because she has to make best friends with Mandos.

...she will listen to songs and notebook and try to wrestle her brain into a shape where it is remotely at all possible to make friends with someone who is literally right that minute holding Rirosseth prisoner.

Well. It's more doable than it should be because if she doesn't Rirosseth will stay there and if she pulls it off maybe she will be alive again.

When Annie goes tentatively back toward the host of the Valar - she doesn't even need Lírnith to look at the way for her, she remembers it all right having traversed it a few times now - she is solemn but not weeping, no more unsteady than she usually is, capable of getting to a point where she's pretty sure she wouldn't "hear" anything short of those fucking trumpets. She can publicize a thought for anyone who might be listening: Excuse me, is anyone singing or otherwise producing music right now?

This is a host of Elves; lots of people are. Someone confirms this for her.

Does anyone know where the twins are, she can't osanwë them herself.

Someone osanwës the twins for her. They come to find her. "Annie?"

"Hi. Did you - hear what happened -"

"Yeah. Are you - you're not -"

"I'm not okay but the plan is still de-oath orcs and see if the Valar will be reasonable about - things. I have gotten better at functioning sort of when I'm being allergic but not enough that I can do that if people don't get it, I might need to set up somewhere else. If Mandos will reembody any orcs for me or if they find more living ones."

"We've been trying to explain to people but they're Elves, it's like asking them to stop breathing - we could probably clear the way for you to go ask Eonwë's leave to go to Valinor, if you want to do that?"

"She already disposed of the body," Elian adds neutrally.

The body's not important. "Do you think that would impress Eonwë more than asking by osanwë?"

"Yeah, you're not supposed to osanwë important people because if everyone did that then they'd be getting interrupted all the time."

"Then I would appreciate it if you'd clear me a path."

They clear her a path.

And she goes in.

And Eönwë says "child! We greet with joy the news that you can free orcs from the yoke of their evilly-sworn oaths to Melkor."

yes how about you continue callously not mentioning the thing where someone was murdered in front of Annie yesterday that seems like it will work out best for everyone.

"I would have stayed longer to discuss the implications but unfortunately one of my otherworldly magics has the downside of an allergy to music. If there's music within human earshot of me I can't function." You tortured me a lot with those fucking trumpets and it made Rirosseth sad. "So when everyone started singing about it I had to leave as soon as there was enough of a lull that I could walk again. But I would like very much to help more orcs be free of their oaths."

"What a terrible curse," he says something resembling sympathetically. "I expect that that can be arranged, and that if it is beyond Estë and Lórien to alter your suffering in the presence of music then it can be arranged you need not experience it."

"I can borrow others' ears to listen to music and that doesn't hurt me," Annie says, because of course the important thing here is that Annie have an adequate dose of singing in her life, "I just can't be near it. It will make it slightly more logistically inconvenient for me to continue removing oaths from orcs, but I'm sure it can be managed. Do you think it would be possible for me to go to Valinor and work there? My understanding is that there are a great many orcs and that my lifetime might not naturally suffice but that Valinor would give me more time."

"I will bring your petition before the Valar. It is not usually permitted."

"Thank you very much."

"Do you have shelter and food, child?"

"I've been camping away from here and there's food there for a while longer." She's not actually sure she needs to eat. She woke up from being strangled for a week hungry but not weak or emaciated. It's a pretty good healing factor, it'd be awesome around anyone other than Elves. "It's probably better if I don't try to stay here. It would inconvenience people to be asked to stop singing."

"Then I will send for you when the Valar reach their conclusion."

"Thank you. May I ask how the orcs from yesterday are doing?"