"Well, here."

He sends it. It's a pretty complete summary of relevant events since his point of departure, although it avoids going into the details of anyone's personal life except as necessary to explain other people's reactions. His alts were clearly very concerned with making sure he had no direct focused memories of why they are in love with their Maitimos or what it is like to occupy that state. Enough of that gets in around the edges that he can understand why they're being so careful. He's a bit bewildered by the strong implication that they both enjoy being tortured, he can't reconstruct what that's like from the information available, but he very much understands the part about falling in love with someone who runs a kingdom really really well.

"Okay. Is there a convenient avenue to communicate to this organization that we'd like to set up a meeting to negotiate freedom of movement between our respective nations?"

"I think we just show up in Revelation, get accosted by their greeter, and ask if we can talk to T'Mir again."

"...all right. ...you'd think if they have multiple Maitimos they'd be a bit more -"

"You'd think. T'Mir seemed to imply that their Maitimos are all too horrified to interact with this situation, but..."

"Shall we?"

"Yes. Thank you for bringing the whole mess to my attention."

"You're very welcome. I'm glad I called that one right."

And several teleports later: Revelation! Are they accosted?

Yup. New magic rock this time. "Hi."

"Hi. We're here to talk to someone who can negotiate on behalf of this big multidimensional organization?"

"I can bring you to see T'Mir?"

"That sounds good, thank you."

Pop.

"Hello."

"Hello. My name is Corino, and this is my son Liran-alore Taliar, and that is Findekano although I imagine you'll want him to choose a nickname."

"Yes. Also you will exasperate people if you attempt to choose a letter of the alphabet."

"It seems like there's a lot of exasperation to go around. I'll think about it."

"Of course. What can I do for you?"

"I was only apprised of this situation an hour ago and I dearly hope I've misunderstood it, but it seems to be - less stable than it could be. What do you want, with respect to my home world, and is there a way to achieve it without provoking and terrifying them?"

"Before I start explaining do you think you might find it easier to be brought up to speed by one of your alts?"

"The concept is another one I was only introduced to an hour ago. Do people usually find that easier?"

"Bells do. I'm actually not sure about Findekános."

"Then whatever is more convenient."

So she puts out a message for other Findekános.

And the first one to see it comes over to Warp to give an overview. 

"In the meantime," says Liran-alore, "I brought those collected theoretical advances, and can you think of anywhere my city-sized healing aura could be usefully applied? I'm not as godlike as Elaneth-imire, but I'm not nothing."