"Bones and skin and blood vessels, nothing too weird."

"Do you have to overhaul your entire circulatory system to actually fly with them -"

"No, they patched in all right."

"Guess what," Fëanáre says to her gleefully. "Computers!!!" And then a very fast-paced explanation of what those are.

They can each have one if they'd like after the brain surgery is explained. Tyelcormë's can have her alphabet as default.

" - that'd be great. We don't need to have specific things to take care of them?"

"I can probably figure out how to convert your household electricity into something that can charge them."

"Oooooh," Fëanáre and Curufinwë say simultaneously. Huan snorts.

"And you may look over my shoulder while I do it. Timothy, are you bored?"

"Not in the slightest."

"Good." And he measures the household current and comes up with a transformer and splices it in, narrating as he goes.

And more people wander in.

"Time travellers, is that so. Fëanáre -"

"Maitimë believed it and it fits the languages. Someone had eight children at once, did you know that?"

He kisses her. "Absolutely not."

"Technically I just asked if you knew that -"

"Mmmmhmm." One of the children is trying to climb up his leg; he scoops her. The other one wants to touch Cam's wiring project; he scoops her too.

"It's insulated."

"She bites."

"Do not!" objects the girl.

"I can insulate it more."

"If nothing else it would enhance my peace of mind."

Cam insulates it more.

Then the small children can run around freely! They do so with such enthusiasm that it seems like there are more than two of them. 

Aww.

It is a very enthusiastic talkative family that sits down to question the time travellers over dinner. For some reason no one except Maitimë objects to knowing who they'll marry.