They wouldn't miss Voa like you miss Voa?

She isn't sure where they would go; nobody else will want extras. Maybe they could just stop having children and disappear. Not having children makes adults very very sad but some people have to cope with it until they can get into space.

...how would they disappear if they stopped having children?

...reds die of old age like everyone else.

...I have never heard of that. I don't think even orcs have that.

She's been forgetting to talk aloud, that seems rude probably. "I don't know what an orc is. People who aren't aliens die eventually."

Well we'll fix that too.

"Then I don't know what to do about the reds. And there wouldn't be room. All the dead people would take up so much space and we don't have any other planets."

Maybe the reds will want their own place to live, the Valar could raise an island out of the sea for them. Do you know any reds we could ask? And Valinor has lots of empty room, people could live here.

"A red island could be all right. But one more planet that we're sharing isn't enough space, we need to be able to keep finding more to have room for kids. People have stopped having them every spring but most people want at least five."

Well, we can ask the Valar, they might know about planets, I don't know anything about planets.

And they walk into an elaborate throne room. People turn to stare. 

"This is Avalor of Voa and we require an audience with the King," Maitimo says very seriously. Then he flashes a grin at the man on the throne. 

         "Do you?" the King says, looking at Avalor. 

"Yes your grace right away it is very important." - and he sends everything since she walked through his wardrobe -

         - the King nods. He does not gesture but people depart briskly in several directions. He leans forward to look at Avalor. "Welcome to Tirion."

Avalor produces a marvelously elegant bow, as though he were Great-Great-Great-Grandma, who is murdered with most everyone else. "Your majesty."

"Valinor is a safe place, built for people who wished to never again fear death or loss or war. We are pleased to meet Voa in friendship and would that we could have met you sooner, in peacetime."

"Voa is now only a colony of the mighty Empire of Oahk," hate hate hate, "but would have been delighted to make the acquaintance of the land of Valinor," she says from the bottom of her bow. It is technically peacetime. Conquest is one of the things that leads to peacetime. Hate hate hate.

"Maitimo thinks that this is a temporary state of affairs the Noldor need not bother acknowledging," says the King. 

Is he going to tell her she can stand up. "I see, your majesty."

"Please rise. That's not a commitment I can make lightly, but if it is in our power it seems very much something that ought to be done. And in the meantime you needn't pretend things are all right."

She unbows. "Thank you, your majesty."

"I've sent messengers to the Valar to request that they seek your dead, learn about and bring under our control the means of transit between worlds, and come here to offer any other assistance and assurance they can. Will you be missed, will people from your world come and look for you -"

"My foster parents" these are a pair of women, blue-haired like her, "or their servants will expect me to be in the room I came from. It might be hours before they look, but it might not."

- he looks horrified. "Well, we can't send you back to that -"

...she's not sure why any of that adds horror to what he already knew.

" - that's inherently disgusting," Maitimo pipes up helpfully. "Like bodies or sewage or something."

"...having servants? Foster parenting?"

"Having relations like a married couple between two women," the King explains. "It's - not worse than murder, not worse than all the other things this Empire does and justifies, it's just disgusting, but people who are doing that shouldn't be anywhere near vulnerable children -"