They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
It's most of them, though!
Now there are a ton of undersupplied reds in a rainforest. Their translation assistants and the elementals determine that some volunteers should start eating random plants and Waters can fix it if they get sick, as a stopgap.
Yes, seriously. She's an alien. Thank you, benefactors! She appreciates it! (Should she publish a ranking of how much she likes various people?)
"The conventional way is to have some diplomatic privileges for, say, the three places you like most, and some other for only the place you like most, and some other for the top six, but all informally so, such that everyone knows where they stand without saying it and inviting offense. You could invite the Cene and Voa and Anitam ambassadors to a dinner, says 'we're on good terms', and then when someone else impresses you they get invited next dinner..."
"It is more conventional than posting scores on the internet, though you do have a lot of latitude."
"Depends on when the planets start progressing. I can draft you dinner invitations."
"Thanks. I want to give the elementals a chance to settle in a bit more before I start pestering them about planets."
"They're in favor in principle. I might send some back to go around on their own - if I've got their amulets they can't be recaptured - and spread word, so others know -"
"They can't be recaptured but other stuff could happen. I'd worry. It's probably best though."
"Could do a setup so they carry little microphones and can hear if the others get into trouble."