"Good."

"Would the Valar be able to tell -"

"Anybody's guess. They don't have some well-studied pattern of interaction with foreign magic."

"And they have a lot on their plate. Still, it might be worth looking into."

"When they've exponentiated a little bit, maybe."

Nod. "How's that going?"

"Pretty well except the new Manwë is having terrible trouble with the concept of incentive - that was very difficult for mine, too - and a few other things like that, but as long as they work by consensus they're nearly done as long as most of them understand each idea. They should be ready to hold a Melkor still soon."

"I am looking forward to it."

Nod.

And he goes outside to check on the dragon operation.

It occurs to Mirelótë to wonder where the soul Elf Rúmil was and if the paper airplane has reached him yet and then she remembers that the door is no longer being held there and they're syncing with circles. Possibly they should go apologize for leading him to an empty house without a usable Milliways door.

"Oh, I didn't think of that when we switched door-holding strategies. Possibly. Mingling?"

He comes scurrying.

"Can you open your door for us?"

"Yeah okay."

Door!

He may not have got far and she probably counts as closely acquainted? Rúmil?

Tirion is in fact not that far from Fëanáro and Nerdanel's house. 

Hello.

Hi! Sorry about the door, it had been being held open but then we found a different way to keep time running.

Okay.

Are you all right?

It's astonishing how smoothly this palace runs in the absence of Finwë's eldest.

I have been married to an alt of you for about two hundred Years, I can tell when you're stressed. Would you rather I left you alone?

Whatever's convenient, really. 

We're sorry about the door. If you wind up coming back here and want someone to open it for you entitling a note 'letter to Cam' will get us notified in usually less than an hour.

I thought I'd drop by and check on Fëanáro and Nerdanel but if there's an alternate universe version I expect they're just fine.