He asks that.

Sobbing orc pulls itself together but does not answer.

...okay. Well. I hope they are okay in my world. He gets underway painting that, plus water on orcs so the design can't be derived.

Elves watch. Some of them sing, quietly.

Cor pins letters to signs. Puts signs on orcs.

Chants. It's different in details but still mostly the destroying/erasing/annihilating/etc. thing.

When he's done chanting orcs vanish.

And he fixed it so he doesn't fall unconscious!

Elves sigh in relief when they vanish and someone sets to cleaning up.

"With any luck I have now saved my world, thanks."

"One down, unknown number to go!"

Giggle.

"The letters, which I think should get to the right people inside of a couple days, said to send someone to tell me if I need to stop using the point I'm attached to even for essential magic, and gave a general idea of what I might end up considering essential, so I can start reasonably thinking about how I can help you then."

Nod. "Do you want to move up to the palace in the meantime? It doesn't have windows either but it does a better facsimile and you could wander around talking to people more easily."

"...how do you facsimile windows?"

"I'll show you!"

"Lead on!"

The palace has pretty glass windows with a few feet of space and then an exquisite landscape painting or tapestry on the other side; it takes very close inspection to determine that the window doesn't in fact open onto stunning valleys and forests. There's even a crisp wind if you open the glass - "enchanted, of course," Curufin says.

"Wow."

"We do whatever we can for morale. Hard to hold up for four hundred years of war even under the best conditions."

"Yeah. One was bad enough."

"In Valinor I think any of us would have traded our coercive safety for an endless war in a heartbeat. I still would, but - with more awareness that it's really one hell of a price."

"It's not even though, if you die you go park with a Vala back there only you're disembodied or whatever."

"- now that there are prospects of somehow getting our dead back I might agree. But being disembodied, unable to sense or interact with the world, for all eternity seems only slightly better than ceasing to exist."

"...my point is they're in Valinor at the time, it is not an endless war traded for Valinor, it is a temporary change of pace followed by more, worse Valinor."

"If we die, yeah."