Beka is not sure what she was expecting as a result of walking into a snake monster but an Elf city would have been very low on a list of possibilities if someone had jumbled a lot of random words together into place-phrases and had her rank them. "Elf city" would probably have been under "spider void" and above "grape juice ocean". And yet here she is.
"And humans'll - vary, a lot, about all kinds of things including family size, based off what's reasonable and normal and expected."
"Peka was appalled that we don't filter our water so there's nothing in it except water - do you do that?"
"I think they do these days, to prevent buildup in the pipes? We're not at home, though, we're stuck with the local tech here."
"Yeah, I guess. That's not her problem though, it's something about the keeping him prisoner except she got over it about us, he just bothers her more maybe 'cause of the short hair."
"There was a civil war. Melkor set it up - planted evidence, did illusions, figured out all our internal politics and said the wrong things to the wrong people and had my father persuaded that his half-brother was going to try to oust him and Nolofinwë persuaded that my father was going to murder him and then killed the King."