"Wait, what's wrong with hairpetting -"

"Is he going to marry her too, that's amazing -"

"Elves don't have a nudity taboo but we have a taboo on loose hair. I certainly hope he's going to marry her, they were hairpetting in public."

     "Of course he's going to marry her."

"But he should have done it first - the world's getting so wild and liberal these days -"

"It'd be really irresponsible to get married until you're sure you can stand each other in and out of spring -"

"Unless it's political?"

"Who marries a red for political reasons?"

"Do I have to grow out my hair so I can unloosen it -"

"People who live in the city are very used to seeing aliens by now, don't worry about your hair."

     "Yes, it is irresponsible to get married right off the bat, but you're supposed to be discreet until you're married, see."

"I don't think it's political, he's wildly in love with her, but it would be good politics, everyone being all angry about reds like they are..."

"If he were discreet we wouldn't've known this was a good place to go."

" - I guess there's that."

"That's actually kind of clever really."

"If you think he thought it out."

"And it was awfully romantic."

"Wasn't it just."

"Are people angry? Why are they angry?"

"They're angry at the Amentan governments for mistreating reds and they're angry at Vanda Nossëo for catering to the Amentan governments and waiting until they approved cleaning procedures before they offered you all the chance to emigrate."

"The clean Amentans would have been so angry if you'd taken us before that."

"I think Prince Canafinwë probably did it the right way but people who are critical of the process don't really care that the other Amentans would have been angry, they feel like if you mistreat people you lose the right to have your feelings about that kind of thing taken into account."

These reds have no strong opinions on that.

Here are their ID chips and apartments and bank accounts, all set up!

Yay!!!!

"They're trying to recruit red public safety officers, they're concerned you won't call emergency services otherwise, if that's something you're interested in I can email you the application."

One of this bunch will take an application.

They get cheerily led apartments-ward.

Reds move in. Some of them decide it is time to go on vacation for a long time. Some of them want to be emergency responders or work for Vanda Nossëo onboarding teams or do interior decorating or learn cheffery.

They are cheerfully absorbed.

He does concerts in Eclipse and looks for good candidates to be friends for his Rebecca. They will need to appreciate music and be good people and have sensible understandings of consent and so on and find it intensely romantic to eventually go be ladies-in-waiting for a princess on an Elf planet.

Well, he can sure get people to attend the concerts, although apparently it's not customary on Earth to go ask for an autograph and then add that you're in the market for a princess to be a lady-in-waiting for.

He has been living in Vanda Nossëo for thirty years and knows that and instead tells Rebecca's story online including the fact it'd be good if some people who got along well with existing Rebeccas were interested.

People think her story is so sad! Occasional concert fans send emails.

He absorbs Eclipse media and finds erotica that is hot instead of weird and uncomfortable and if the concert fans seem like the right kind of person he nags Michael to come bring the kids and Rebecca to a series of lovely Eclipse parks and playgrounds where they can entertain candidates.

"Do I have to wear a collar?"

"Uh, no. Weeeird.  - unless you want to, I guess?"