"It may, with enough time, be possible to retrieve the dead. It has not been done yet, beyond the very short term, but I have hopes."

"So do I."

"And if there are two worlds, there are probably more."

"Probably."

"I'll let the Valar know to expect, uh, this."

"We should probably bring you in again before fetching them in case they anticipate a problem or can get goodies from Eru for the trip. Another day, maybe. And you should check if you can do magic in Arda it's like this -"

" - oooooh. I should check that I can do it here, first -"

"You probably can, I can, but yes."

He takes off a ring and tries to float it.

Float float float.

Mirelótë hugs him.

Hug. Squeeze. "I'm so glad you're all right and learning magic - and what a good magic system, could almost have been custom-designed for you -"

"I could do without the part where it hurts!"

"I bet someone has blessings to help out in no time."

"Personally, I've found that the pain often makes those who might be inclined to dismiss the mental effects think twice."

"The blessings can have warnings on them."

He nods. "Congratulations on your reunion. I am very glad for all our sakes that it was possible."

"Thank you for fetching him."

"You're completely welcome."

And she sends Rúmil more catchup information on the world.

Which he frowns and nods at.

"Where his interests and yours diverge I'm happy to fill him in on any details that weren't mentioned to you."

"It can wait until the inherent mortality stops."

"I don't like it either, but it has waited centuries already for a reason. If details could help--" he shrugs.

"If details can help Mirelótë will have thought of them."