"...yes sir?"

"Do tell me the war is very far away from Peka."

"I don't know exactly where she is sir but she is in the army -"

"Will you get in trouble if I go and get her right now-"

"Sir I don't understand what's going on."

"I am going and getting Peka out of a war zone because I do not want Peka to be in a war zone. Are they going to come looking for her, do you want me to relocate your whole family to somewhere safer -"

"Sir she needs to keep her job -!"

"Why?"

"We need the money -"

"Okay. I'm going to go get Peka out of a war zone and then I will just solve any problems which result from that because I think you are perhaps underestimating my capacity to do that." Pop.

" - hi Macalaurë -"

"Hi, Epic. Where's Peka." 

Scale model!

He goes invisible. He appears there.

Pitching a tent.

Anyone around?

There are other tents, which may have people in them. Some folks on patrol with various shades of grey hair, not looking this way, in the distance.

He goes visible behind her. "Peka?"

Jump. "Ah -?"

"Hello! I am Prince Canafinwë Macalaurë of the Noldor and I am from another planet that does not have your terrible pointless caste system and I would like to whisk away you and your baby and possibly everyone with red hair. Do you mind."

"...um, no, I do not mind."

"Oh good." Back to her house. "You don't need to pack your things, we can magically duplicate them."

"...Wow. Okay." She goes into the house and comes out with the baby a minute later. "I think you scared my mom."

"I apologize. My teleportation has a range limit, there are two intermediate hops home, I can take them slowly if you find it disconcerting -"

"Nah, not especially."