"The Noldor and Vanyar got there in 1132 but the Teleri took until 1151."

"That's what I have too."

"So, there's Earth with demons, Earth with wizards, Arda with and without mindreading -"

"Arda with and without mindreading Elves, the Ainur don't have chips."

" - so were they probably just reading your mind -"

"Probably. Not necessarily but Huan's osanwë could reach me."

" - this world's set probably could do something but -"

"But?"

"But I am super unimpressed with them and don't necessarily want to let them in to do it, frankly."

"What is your competing idea?"

"Haven't got one yet, just - registering dislike of this one."

"- this is about -" he broadcasts the thought Cam had earlier, the planet, crumbling -

"- please don't do that."

"...sorry."

Curl-up.

"...but yes, loosely about that."

"I want to go home."

"- how about we tell everybody outside about the private thoughts thing and then you can go out and sing with them?"

He goes to the door to outside, opens it - "uh, guys? Someone just came through the door - he's a small version of your Maitimo - but he's got mindreading, you have to do this mental separation thing for privacy - Maitimo, can you read my thoughts?"

"No."

There are Elf volunteers and then fewer Elf volunteers when it is clarified that this Maitimo is, like, seven and that the concern is not thoughts-they-might-want-to-keep-private-from-their-crown-prince but thoughts-they-might-want-to-keep-private-from-a-toddler.

" - can't hear any of them, except when they're saying things at me -"

" - chips must count for the relevant distinction -"

"Great, thanks, can you look after him?"

" - his world has the Valar, they can fix everything -"