"All right. - Isabella, you're not an Elf -"

"My world doesn't have Elves. I'm a human."

"- oh, you were hiding your accent. Well. What brings you all here?"

"Bella landed in Arda from a horrible world. The Valar sent her back. We got her and ran away."

"I see. Why did they do that?"

"Because they're stupid and evil."

...Ambela looks at Bella and Rúmil.

"I invented a lot of things. They could break them whenever they wanted but they thought it was too fast. They thought I was a bad influence on Fëanáro. They wouldn't settle for just sending me to Endorë either."

"I think Fëanáro's description is pretty fair."

"Be that as it may it doesn't help me predict if the Valar here will make the same choices," Mirelótë says. "...Your world doesn't have a me? Natively?"

"It does not. We are intending not to come to the attention of the Valar here."

"That's understandable. Are there other differences you've noticed -? The chips, apparently..."

"The sky is off, you have invented lots more things but that follows from how long it's been - the view from the flying thing was very weird - Bella can tell what species people are and you all register as approximately but not exactly Elves -"

"How was the view weird?"

He bounces it to her. The ground looked curved, like so! He hasn't flown at home but he knows what the horizon looks like; it'd be this.

"You don't live on a sphere?"

" - no? It seems like it'd be a little annoying, you couldn't see very far..."

"I'm from a sphere."

"Huh. A horrible sphere."

"It punishes science. Doing experiments is always unproductive and often fatal. They sent me back to it after I'd already reverse-engineered a lot of magic. I don't know if I survived because they actually managed to protect me somehow or because I then carefully didn't do any wizardry at all until Fëanáro rescued me."

"Oh."

"It took me most of a Year she could have died."

"I think I can be very confident that the Valar here would not do that but I won't suggest you test my expectation."

"We wouldn't have expected it of ours, either."

Nod. "Well, you probably don't want to stay in Valimar with us, but the local Fëanáro lives on the other side of the planet in Tirion, if you'd like to try him for longer term accommodations."