Is there any way we could actually talk to each other -

Not with what I've got; there might be someone who can do it.

Then please just tell him, for now, and I'll look into it -

Okay.

Fëanáre says to tell you she loves you.

Thank you. How's she doing?

Well. She's working on a project to light Endorë now.

Oh.

I can set it up so you can start conversations like this if you like.

Gems? White light? Tell her not to make them gems - can you tell her that -

...yes, gems. I'll pass it on. Why?

Mandos is married to Vairë, the Weaver, who sews the fate of Arda into place - if you tell my daughter that she'll scoff, incidentally, but it's - closer to true than not - if I knew why it was a bad idea I'd say that, but I don't, but - I think she loses them, and they're very dangerous...

Okay. I'll tell her.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

"Your grandfather wants me to tell your mom not to make the lighting things gems for unclear fate reasons."

"...really?"

"Yep. He doesn't know why they're a bad idea but thinks they are, that she loses them somehow and they're dangerous."

"Are they dangerous -"

"She was going to load them up with a bunch of features she didn't specify, they're probably not just shiny..."

"So, something goes wrong, but your world has actually useful precognition, we can probably avert it -"

"It might not be soon, what with useless precognition being so long-range."

"You could probably talk her into making them without features, but that feels a little -"

"Yeah. Your grandfather said to tell her not to make them gems but somehow I don't think if they're plaster cubes that'll improve the situation..."

"...depends a lot on what actually happens - Elves would care -"

"- would care if they're gems?"

"If they're pretty. But yes."