Michael knows that. - actually one of the things that is making him upset is that because your Mama loves your Papa so much Michael thinks she would forgive him things that maybe he shouldn't get forgiven for. 

Like what.

I am guessing that he was upset that she was red. That seems like the thing that would upset Michael most and also a thing he would be upset about, given. Amentans. Being how they are.

My hair is pink under here. It came pink in Miolee, I never saw it like that before.

Squeeze. I think it's a lovely color.

Now it is white. I dye it green but pretend it is from white. Mama says when I am older I can pretend it went green by itself, if I want. Since there is magic.

Your world is pretty unfair. I think that's why everyone's so upset by the people from it who act like it's okay.

It is better now.

I am so glad. 

Can I sing with you, I don't know this song.

I can send you the tune. That's how Elves all coordinate when we want to sing together.

Yes please.

He does that. He holds her.

She sings along, snuggled in his lap.

He will happily do that all day.

Ana eventually gets hungry and has to go home for dinner because otherwise people might think she ate something unclean.

Macalaurë makes a face.

Wizards clean her. "Did Voa have to throw out all their food supply everything or did they, like, declare it good enough -"

"They dumped a lot of it on reds and dated everything carefully and the stuff that wasn't verifiably untouched was very cheap. Did you have a good visit, Ana?"

"Yeah."

"I don't mean the food I mean everything it touched - the shipping trucks and grocery shelves and all - or does it not supposedly propagate that far -"

"Oh, I assume they washed everything."

He shakes his head. 

"Tell the alien Aitim thank you."

"Thank you," says Ana.

"You are very welcome."

"Did you have fun?"