"Thank you. A lot. I - think I mostly need to know what is going on but I'll let you know if there's anything else -"

"Epic might be better at prioritizing explanations for you than I would be, because alts, but if you have questions for me I'm happy to answer them for you."

Flap flap. "There's an orientation for new Fëanors. It's got languages every other section but you don't need to learn them all if you're in a hurry, English and Quenya are enough to be getting along for most peal stuff."

He seems to not remember how to do facial expressions. "Okay."

She pulls out her pocket mirror and a-mails Ferardrin I's father: A new world turned out to be adjacent to the afterlife Ferardrin was in and retrieving him was more straightforward than expected; I got him out and he's reacclimating to life.

He would very much like to come and see his beloved son!

She sets up a mail account for Ferardrin on the hybrid network and forwards this reply to him.

And he replies "I'm busy, sorry."

Epic leaves him to figure that one out on his own.

Okay then. Boots heads to her office, which is less than a mile from the ballroom.

And he tries to learn everything he would need to know so that it would be good for him to exist. It is a lot of stuff. 

(Epic goes and gets him an eidetic memory necklace - "it'll help with the languages and stuff -")

"Cute kids."

"Yeah. I don't think it's just relatedness-to-an-alt that makes Mitros and Iobel want an Elspeth instead of a Fëanor, though."

"I feel like it would be weird to bring up an alt of one of one's parents."

"Yes, but I mean, even besides that."

"Yes, and a small Fëanor seems high-maintenance, this I will also grant. Boots seems to find it worthwhile."

"He adores her."

"And seems to think she's omnipotent, which must get awkward."

"Possibly. Or perhaps she'll become omnipotent and then it'll work out fine."

"That'd be ideal."

"It really would."

And she knocks on the door! "Nelya!"

"Yeah?"

"I want to meet my alts, can I -"