"Sending people who trusted you off to die when you are gods because they're disruptive is evil."

"Are these even the same Valar - do you happen to know how the vote split -"

"Vote?"

"They - ours anyway - they have internal disagreements sometimes and if they don't come to a consensus when arguing they vote?"

"If ours do that they haven't mentioned it - they disagree sometimes, definitely, but I'm not sure how those disagreements are resolved..."

"Ours used to value the appearance of unanimity more than they do these days."

Nod.

"The ones who disagreed didn't do anything though."

Nod. "I'm very sorry this happened to you."

"Thanks."

He clings to his Bella.

Hug.

"Anyway, we'd be happy to escort you to Tirion but people who know us will be confused about the apparent forking..."

"Forking?"

"With chips people's minds are stored as information. It can be copied and the copy can be embodied just like a chip from someone who's died can be reembodied, and then there are two. - do you have reembodiment, with no chips -"

"Mandos can bring back the dead from his Halls, yes..."

"Missing half their memories, tampered with..."

"...ours has stopped that."

"That's nice."

"If only I'd landed a few hundred years later."

"I don't know how much of it would have happened without Ambela."

"...Ours were always well-intentioned -"

"I thought ours were too."

Nod.

"We can go to Tirion invisible."