"I don't want to be taken prisoner."

"And what I want doesn't enter into it, so if there is literally anyone available who can kill you and you can't do it yourself I will, of course, unless I'm entirely out from under you, tell some let's say small child to do it if by any means I can gain the ability to order them to do things -"

"It's awful. Which is why I am unwilling to have it happen to me no matter the cost. I promise you that I actually do think ordering a small child to kill me is on the whole less psychological trauma for everyone involved than me continuing to be a fairy prisoner."

"So should I assume in the future that this does not count as something that would interest you?"

He buries his face in his hand. He's quiet for a long moment. "No. Your wellbeing interests me; pointing out when orders will have a very high cost to you is important to me, knowing what tradeoffs I am making is important. You shouldn't expect that I am willing to trade some probability of being a fairy prisoner off against any other good except a Silmaril, though."

"I doubt there are going to be other fairies around for the foreseeable future. This doesn't seem to be the mortal world as it was described to me by the mortal I met. It must be some other world. Which means no one's gating to it."

"I'm glad. I'm sorry you can't get your tree cutting."

Sigh.

"We discussed the orders. Do any problems come to mind with this order: 'go to Sirion. Do whatever you believe is likeliest to result in you returning with the Silmaril. Do not give orders to anyone for any reason other than protecting yourself and getting the Silmarils, and use orders that are minimally constraining towards that end.'"

"Yes. Temporary but constraining orders are not 'minimally constraining' but they are often faster to say and safer to rely on. If I go through a lot of convolutions to remove all unnecessary constraint, then anyone who can't remember what I said may be stuck trying to remember my wording and unable to do anything else besides try to remember the order until they're released by a new permission. I wouldn't consider it 'protecting myself' to avoid being revassalized if I met someone who seemed likely to be a pleasanter master than you and they offered an opportunity, and they might or might not be able to convince me not to bring you the Silmaril anyway. If people are alarmed when anyone whose name I know acts on my orders they may attack their allies and this phrasing doesn't let me interfere effectively. I could easily consider it protecting myself to give you orders. You didn't specify I had to give you the Silmaril, just return with it, and I'm pretty sure that would give me a lot of leverage you don't want me to have. The order would be better if you put the first sentence last instead, because recency takes precedence, but it's still sloppy and you'd be better off giving me a simple permission to leave the fortress and to order people who I encounter in Sirion for the next day or however long you want to give me and then relying on me not wanting people to be massacred for everything else. I'm good at this crap, I learned from the best."

"Truthfully, do you expect that giving you a simple permission is the best way to achieve my goals? And I order you not to accept food or drink from anyone else or tell them your name, you're right, that one is obvious."

"That plus an order that if I am in possession of a Silmaril I must bring it to you. It is the best way to achieve your goals if they are as I understand them and no one in Sirion is going to convince me that you won't really massacre them."

"I have no idea how persuadable you are. There are people in Sirion who witnessed the fall of Doriath. There are lots of people who can tell you how oaths work. If you are in possession of a Silmaril, bring it to me. You can leave the fortress for two days and have to return here at that time if you can do so safely. You can give orders to people in Sirion but not orders that extend more than a day after you've left the city."

"I would probably also benefit from more information about the place if you can tell me. And I still don't have the names."

So he pulls out maps, shows her where they are and where Sirion is. "The population is a mix of survivors of the fall of Gondolin, the fall of Nargothrond, and the fall of Doriath. The ruler is Idril, who was the princess of Gondolin. Her true name is Itarillë," He's sending images of faces. "I haven't seen her since she was a child, I'm sure she's changed. Her husband is Tuor. Her son Eárendil is married to Elwing. They have two young children, Elrond and Elros." And so on.

The names click as they go by, when they're the right ones. Promise is quiet and attentive.

"Are you planning to use any of this information to hurt these people, beyond what's necessary to get the Silmaril and get out safely?"

"No."

"All right. Do you expect that you'll be back in two days?"

"I don't know, how far away is it? What are they going to think of me having wings?"

"Two hundred miles. The wings will make them very anxious; they will probably assume that you are a minor Maia, but Maiar can't swear falsely and if you swear you have never served the Enemy they'll probably trust you. I don't suppose there's a way to hide the wings."

"I guess they might go under a coat or something but I couldn't fly like that. What's a Maia?"

"The Valar are the powers who created this world. The Maiar are less powerful versions of the same thing. The important thing is that all non-mortals in our world cannot swear falsely, so if you swear you don't serve the Enemy you'll be trusted on that."

"Okay."

"Truthfully, how likely do you think it is that you'll be back within six days? And do I need to keep reiterating 'truthful and complete' or can that stand?"