One of the blues says, "If aliens land here with faster than light travel and leave without letting us have it our citizens are going to storm this building and strangle us personally." Other blues shush her.

" - do you require protection?"

"We require spaceships!"

"We would be delighted to be reassured that you'll handle a project this demanding and of this magnitude appropriately."

Blues mutter furiously to one another.

The green attempts to explain - "If we have more space there'll be more child permissions available -"

"- and the mistreatment of subordinates and threatening potential allies and inability to describe how a project would be conducted or what safeguards would be in place to ensure it is not threatening to your neighbors and the soldiers ordered to point their weapons at each other over minor internal disputes are all a consequence of insufficient availability of child permissions?"

"Er - there's a case to be made -"

A blue tells the green to go away. The green goes.

Elves look unimpressedly at blues.

"Could you go back to explaining the ships in Oahkar. Please."

"We'd be happy to convey some of your citizens to Valinor or Endorë in order to relieve population pressure."

Two people trip over each other scrambling to go get a colony project underway.

Great! Elves would be happy to get them any information they require. Valinor has strict rules about pointing weapons and anyone so inclined should probably go to Endorë.

Both of the runaway blues send yellows separately to collect information on things. The remaining blues still want lightleaper information.

"Seeing the colony project competently and effectively planned and conducted will reassure us as to the wisdom of teaching you lightleapers."

...most of the blues left scatter and send back yellows. One of them sends the unlucky yellow from earlier, who has fixed her eyeliner and got ahold of herself.

Elves are glad she is okay. They are happy to describe climate and conditions and governing authorities on Valinor and Endorë.

She doesn't seem happy, she's just not crying any more. How much space can they have and how many children will the colonists be allowed and what sorts of work are needed so they can work out a caste balance?

Valinor needs blessing designers - it's a kind of programming - and artisans - glassworkers and carpenters and chefs and so forth - and architects and artists and musicians and composers and academics of all stripes, and people interested in space exploration. They could take a few million people straightforwardly and perhaps see how that goes before inviting more. Endorë is lower tech and could use engineers and more programmers and manufacturing and could easily integrate half a billion. The aliens aren't sure why they'd restrict people from having as many children as they can parent lovingly and responsibly, but if it's considered very important here to limit it perhaps they can have a limit of four per couple until they have more information about alien societal needs?

Well, if you don't limit it people will have an average of five and some of them will have more and it won't be eugenic at all. Sounds like yellows and purples and greens and maybe some grey explorers? And oranges and reds sufficient to support that population but not to export orange labor - the oranges are gonna be mad - and blue administrators -

Orcs might want oranges, orcs average like ten children each and he thinks their society is aggressively structured to make this tractable without importing caretakers but maybe they could use a break now and then. He is, uh, not very impressed with blues, are they strictly necessary.

...of course they are.

What will they be needed to do?

They will be needed to govern the colonies, and interface with the neighbors since apparently they're going to have to share the planets.

Are there blues who are not, uh, varying degrees of ineffectual or bullies.

....yes?