"The ocean."

"Interesting. I do not think the ocean generates gemstones, in Velgarth. I suppose they might be eroding out of rocks." 

"I think gemstones are an unusual configuration of rock and the Valar made them more common than they'd otherwise be because they're pretty."

"They certainly are pretty. I do not think that Velgarth was at all designed for beauty." 

"That's the impression I got from our diplomatic party, too. Maybe beauty can make it into the next round of designing."

"Perhaps!" Leareth stops again to examine a particularly aesthetic sculpture. "How does everything stay so clean? In Valinor I assumed it was the lack of decay, but that would not hold here. Do people clean it every day?" 

"Yes. Otherwise you'd be shocked - well, I guess you probably wouldn't - at how quickly it gets dirty."

"I would not be shocked, no. The Eastern Empire that I ran once had very good sanitation but it was a constant uphill battle." Are there any food stalls around like there were in Tirion? 

There are not. 

Well, eventually he'll make it back to his room and find Larya to ask about food, even if he does keep stopping to look at various buildings and art installations that he couldn't see before. 

Larya can point out to him the building where food is served four times a day. "We had to change our process because you don't want to make too much if that'll mean it goes stale by the next day."

"Of course, that makes a great deal of sense." Somehow he hadn't managed to notice how food happened around here until now. "Is all of the food grown here on the island or is some brought from the Valinor mainland still?" 

"Some is brought in from Alqualondë. Now that there's a sun hopefully things will grow without direct divine intervention and it should make it easier to be self-sustaining."

Nod. "That is something where it might be a good idea to ask the Velgarth delegates for advice, once they are back. I have some knowledge of agriculture but much of it is based on specific conditions at home which do not apply as much here, such as the need for weather magic because the climate is often very inconvenient. I could discuss what I do know with whoever the relevant people are, though." 

"I'll let them know! I assume even if some things are different you're starting off closer than we are."

"That makes sense, yes." Leareth gets himself some food and finds a place to sit and eat it where he can be in the sun. It is very nice to sit in the sun again (and have it be a more normal amount of bright and warm, not like the Trees.) 

The Quendi spend the day redecorating and singing; they seem to like the sun too. 

Leareth enjoys watching them! He walks around some more until it gets too hot, then takes some of his notes outside to review, has lunch, naps. 

When the sun gets close to the horizon again he goes looking for Maitimo to do some sunset-watching together. 

"How was your day?"

“Very pleasant, actually. Yours?”

"Wonderful! It's nice to be busy with something lower-stakes like redecorating the city to use the light well."

Nod. “It has a very hopeful sort of feel. Literally building for the future, I suppose.”

"And the Sun and Moon, unlike the Trees, are for everywhere in the world."

Nod. Leareth walks silently with him for a bit. "Have you heard anything from Vanyel yet?" he asks finally. "I am not sure if he would have tried to relay a message." 

"I haven't. One assumes he's busy." Little bit of a smile.