"They are thinking about it but don't want to move too fast. They moved fast on a much less significant threat, in your world, so I have no idea what their problem is."

"I mean that might be it, right, they'll stomp on innocent people right away because that can't have any bad consequences for them and fighting Melkor can."

"Bella, this is Tyelcormo. my parents' third son. Tyelcormo, Bella's the one who saved the other Arda and got kicked out for her trouble -"

"Maybe killing one god will make the rest of them reconsider things."

"I bet it won't."

"Not taking that bet."

"They might have been planning to let me, like, pack, except, uh, Fëanáro followed me to Taniquetil without telling me and burst in on them and yelled at them? I'm not sure exactly why a small child yelling at them would startle them into moving too fast."

"Oh no, he would."

He steps into the room. "Bella? Nice to meet you. I shouldn't stay long but I wanted to apologize to you for all of the gods."

"...you're so tall.

Um, thank you."

"Sixty-seventh percentile for an adult Noldorin man. I guess if you're comparing to a young child I am very tall. Nelyafinwë is actually very tall."

"I was in a hurry to grow up too but instead of running off to Endorë I asked for biology tutelage and then encouraged my bones a lot."

"That sounds so uncomfortable! Anyway, yeah, I knew you were going to be this tall but the last time I was in a room with my Fëanáro he came up to here." Handwave. "Except when flying or wearing stilts, both of which he does a lot."

"Huh! When all this is over can you teach us how to fly? That sounds like it'd be a lot of fun and also if it'll be widespread we'll want to design cities with it in mind - I don't know if they're pretty from overhead -"

"Tirion is, at least to my eye," here's what it looks like to swoop down at someone holding aloft a snack from up high above the city, "though I guess adding it as an architectural consideration wouldn't hurt. You need to know some introductory wizardry before you can get to flying but I will be happy to teach it if your alt doesn't beat me to it."

"He told us a little bit but much as it requires every ounce of self-control in my possession I am not going to get too far into a new magic system until Melkor is dead. - which I should probably get back to work on, really, but - do you want a hug first -"

"- yeah." Hug. "Thank you."

"Of course. Thank you." He is not in so much of a hurry that he can't give her a hug as long as she needs it.

Hug hug hug but not actually all that much hug because he is not that similar to hug to his alt what with being well over six feet tall. She lets him go.

And he heads out. 

Do you think she did anything.

No.

Then - maybe tomorrow we'll just win and it'll all be over.

Maitimo and Tyelcormo and the twins will stay around for another hour or so telling stories about their childhoods, if Bella would like that. Someone brings food.

She is delighted to hang out and hear stories about their childhoods. And she missed Elf food.

It's not very good Elf food because of the destruction of the Trees and the fact that outside Valinor things rot but they will bring the best they have, at least.