She is on a a nice walk in the woods, so at least nobody else is right there to be eaten by the snake and she osanwëd a warning to emergency services first.
So now she can worry entirely about where the fuck she is.
"Well, also, any item which even has as features 'some users may find that they become the mind-slaves of Sauron' and 'attempts mind control at thirty paces' is inherently untrustworthy, but yes."
"It's sort of unclear if it tailors arguments or just reaches for the sensation of want and forces that to produce content client-side, as it were. It didn't offer me more worlds..."
"I don't know how much bearing that has on the ring's offers anyway. But two seems like an unprincipled number. And it didn't even offer me a way back home."
"No." Snort. "We were waiting until it took less than two and a half Years each way to go to Endorë. Fëanáro was working on that."
"Light has a speed. Endorë is a separate planet, two and a half Years at that speed away. It's not conventionally possible for matter to exceed that speed; the Valar can't do it. At least mine can't; these seem to have different powers. They can talk to each other instantaneously over any distance but not move like that."
"Differently. Our Melkor could - I'm going to oversimplify - copy people, and he can't affect time directly but he could uncouple subjective time from real time. Everybody who was captured was split into at least a dozen of themselves and run for hundreds of years like that. So everyone is just - rolled back and condensed into a continuation of themselves before capture. Some people have run forks of their capture but - then they stop doing that. My you hasn't tried it."
"Yeah I was pretty appalled when I heard about that - the things that don't match I don't even have arguments for already -"
"Or it might even be impossible on this soul architecture unless they petition Eru but I somewhat doubt they tried that."