Valinor makes a lot of money. Valinor makes a lot of storks. The money goes in the storks and the storks go in the human world.
The storks deposit polite notes at the creches of settlements known to practice slavery, reading, The storks decline to supply the human trafficking industry. The storks do not deposit any babies at these creches. Or money.
Lári remains, conspicuously, a baby. Kib wonders if she is sick or something but it turns out that Valinor's just slowing her growth like it does that of Elves. (She will still be an adult before Ambarussa, just barely, if the factor of the slowdown is the same.)
Kib receives more visions from various people, pieces together what he can, passes on what he manages to figure out. He starts work on a program for a truly generic golem, one that can talk and so on, with Aydanci's help. (Has he mentioned he's married? He's married. His husband is a brilliant servantmaker!)
Kib tells Findekáno he loves him after Findekáno has taken him to a play and secreted him off to a nook in an unoccupied garden and been generally loveable. This meets the "romantic occasion, can be met with kissing" criterion. Maitimo's much harder to set that up with because he's more supervised and more paranoid, both; their occasions are smoldering at each other over games of Governor (Aydanci plays sometimes as Kib's second when Findekáno is Maitimo's; Aydanci thinks the way Kib and Maitimo look at each other while they play is entertaining) which is just not the same and Kib tells him so.
Not that I'm hinting that you should distort your risk tolerance to take me on more datelike dates, but it does make it challenging to arrange the thing I said I was going to arrange, Kib explains.