And he goes off to find his father.

"Shall we go over to our alts'?"

"And do what?"

"Compare life histories?"

Nod.

"Epic, you want to stay or come along?"

"I'm reading!"

"Okay. Enjoy."

Couple blocks that way blue building - there.

They knock!

And are let in!

"Maitimo described you in some more detail and I think we are actually alts not just lookalikes even though I can't confirm directly," Bella tells Mirelótë.

"I'd been taking that as approximately a given, I'm not sure how else you'd have my appearance and wind up with the company you're keeping."

He laughs.

"...and we thought we'd come compare life stories."

"I was born in Endorë a few years before we left for Valinor. Came up with a serviceable shorthand form of writing when I was little, but it didn't catch on till Rúmil smoothed out the characters later, not pretty enough. My parents were divided on whether to follow Finwë; I broke the tie in favor - and on the way over I got to know Oromë and decided that the Valar, being the most concentrated sources of ability to do anything around, were very important and I needed to figure them out. So I did. Aulë was often near Tirion and he was one of the easier ones to talk to so I started with him, growing up, but moved to Valimar when I was an adult to be convenient to the lot of them. I've already described my confidence in the end product but take your time. I've known our Fëanáro since he was a baby and he used to pop by when I was in town even when he'd run away from home. Eventually after a hundred Years Rúmil admitted he had feelings for me -" She glances in a sort of prospective reproach at the visiting Rúmil - "and we got married somewhat less than a hundred Years later and honeymooned on Endorë and that's the most recent major life milestone which isn't about being charmed by other people's children or making further incremental Vala-related progress..."

"They're really doing very well now - the Valar, that is, not other peoples' children, although like the Valar all of Fëanáro's grandchildren have theory of mind and understand why not to mindcontrol people."

"I wound up having to route through appealing to Eru's design decisions up until the point where Eru was discovered to be. Himself."

"I wonder if the Erus are the same."

Shiver. "I hope not."

"...you don't have chips but your Valar can do memory editing, did they roll you back or - not -?"

"I declined their assistance, except for putting back memories that had been tampered with or erased. They're not very good at anything else yet."

"Aha."

"I'm all right. It's been a long time."

"All right."

"You rolled back?"

"Yes."