"Bet they'd be happy to."

"How are my dots?"

His dots are mostly OK. One of the demons traded shifts with a different demon to avoid a security fairy but that went without incident.

Next time he stops by to check in he might ask about that but it doesn't sound pressing. He asks Cir who he can speak to right on the other side of the door to get a goldmage from that Temple-Guild.

"My ma schedules my aunt Sirix who's a goldmage."

"Great, thank you. Can I have the door?"

Of course he can.

He heads for the back door of Cir's house.

"Maitimo," says Cir, "you don't have to go around and knock, that's silly - MA!"

"WHAT," yells Cir's ma from elsewhere in the house.

"MAITIMO WANTS TO HIRE AUNT SIRIX!"

"COMING, JUST A MINUTE!"

The commotion attracts uniformed bluemage girls aged eleven and twelve, accompanied by their future attendants, who are their age.

"Ria! Vuli! Sariva! Wit! I'm really sorry about just suddenly being in your house."

"It's okay," says Sariva.

"Why'd you just say all our names," asks Vuli.

"Do people here not do that? At home it's a way to greet people - come to think of it, that might actually be only true because of me -"

"You might do it if there was one person but not for four, it gets silly," says Sariva. She gestures Vuli over to a chair. Vuli rolls her eyes but goes so as not to form habits of not doing what her minder says.

"I have done it for dozens! With Elves we can be doing several other things at the same time, though. How are you doing?"

"We're okay," says Sariva.

Cir's ma appears. "Hello, Maitimo, what is it you need Sirix for?"

"There's another universe in which we want to kill a god and he might have a planet rigged to explode if he dies, and if so we would need to be warned."

"Do you have an estimate on how likely that warning is to be necessary?"

"I can ask." Can you have Minor write Cam and ask how likely they are to need the goldmage to jump?

This is silly. Yeah. Minor write Cam and ask how likely they are to need the Valar to jump.

"This is ridiculous," he agrees, making a note.

"We're checking, it might be a little while."

Elsewhere:

Do the Valar have a ballpark guess? Does Thuringwethil?

The Valar can't detect signs he was positioned in the right way to do that. And they don't think he was expecting this, but he was probably expecting if nothing else that the Fëanorians would make an attempt on his life at some point. Uh. Forty per hundred-forty-four?

Kinda doubt it. He won, he was happy.

If he goes and threatens Melkor does Melkor have any comment like Sauron did?