"Yeah, I know several places we can hide people."

:If you can share a memory of it with one of the mages, they can do a Gate directly there - I think it should be untraceable to your world's technology. ...If we have time in Valinor for Leareth to recover, I think he could figure out Gating with the Space Stone: 

Savil arrives at a jog, out of breath. 

"Vanyel!" She goes straight for her nephew, still in Thor's arms. "Van, ke'chara, are you all right?" 

"I've...been worse." 

Savil wraps her hand around Vanyel's, then turns to Nayoki. "What's the plan?" 

"We are going back to Valinor with the Stones - but only room for twelve -" 

She switches back to Mindspeech, addressing Fëanor and the others. :Is there space to bring Savil? I think she and Vanyel ought not be separated, right now: 

"Yeah, probably we don't need to bring everyone who went to New York for the second leg of the time-travel trip—" also, Savil will be part of the second leg, I believe we decided, he continues silently, directed at Nayoki, Van, and Savil.

"Anyone volunteer to stay behind?"

"I didn't really do much in New York, I doubt I'll be much more useful elsewhere."

Savil nods to him. :Well. Good luck, then, everyone else: 

There's no room for either of the Healers to go, under that plan. 

:Keep an eye on Leareth: one of them tells Nayoki, worriedly. :We'll go with the others: 

:Chosen?: A mindvoice reaches Vanyel. :Are you all right?: 

Her mindvoice hurts, but less than Mindspeaking anyone else would.

:I'm - alive. I'll manage. ...You have to stay behind. No room. M'sorry: 

:If I can handle you being in a different timeline, I can handle you being in another world. And I can't - Kellan and I can't come with you anyway, later. Don't worry about me, love. I'll see you on the other side: 

She sends wordless affection. Keeps pushing it across, for as long as they have. 

Savil closes her eyes.

:Kellan. I'm sorry: 

:Don't be. I love you. Always: 

:I suppose this is goodbye: She shakes her head. :I was never any good at those: 

:It's all right: 

They've had sixty years together. It was enough. From the very beginning, no matter what happened, it would have been enough, and he's so proud of his Chosen, and - 

- and sometimes there aren't any other words, are there. 

...Nayoki isn't a Healer and she's really not sure how she's supposed to 'keep an eye' on Leareth, it's not like she knows what any of the indicators on Tony's suit mean either. 

:Fëanor? Is there any way we could make space for a Healer or two? I think Leareth will survive a short flight, but - he would recover faster, with a Healer, and we might have more casualties later on other legs of this mission...: 

Eleniel and Calanáro arrive a minute later.

"Are we going back to Valinor?" Elë asks Fëanor. "I'll need to get the baby first."

"We are, but I think you two should stay here. There's limited space, and we need to bring some Healers—Leareth is pretty badly injured."

"What happened?"

"Thanos showed up. They had to use the Time Stone to get out. We lost Strange, Brightstar, and the Stone itself, and the mages who did make it out aren't in good shape."

Calo sighs. "Yeah, I suppose Healers are going to be more useful than us, at this point," he says.

We have room for two Healers, Fëanor tells Nayoki. What we don't have is as much time as we've been spending here.

Natasha from 2012 returns, carrying the scepter and the Tesseract, and hands one to Tony and the other to Cap.

"Good luck, guys."