Oh. Well, that might work.

Hopefully, yeah.

I don't think we introduced ourselves. I'm Bella.

Idaia. Idaia Zavari Lessnerai.

Isabella Mariel Swan, Bella elaborates.

That is a surprisingly Earth-normal name. Zavari isn't a middle name, in Kilaiuossa you get two surnames, one from each parent, I hyphenate 'em now.

Huh. I wonder why. Maybe Pax has a lot of the same phonemes as whatever you speak there. - We're going to have to talk in Quenya or by subtle arts until I pick up the language.

Conveniently, I speak Quenya!

Mine's rusty but it'll do!

"I'll definitely speak Quenya to you, then," she says in same. "It's a beautiful language and it would be a shame to lose it."

"Well, Quendi designed it," says Bella, likewise. "So of course."

"My sister was so thrilled by Tirion," she says wistfully. "She loves beautiful things, she was so happy living among Quendi."

"Does dreamshaping let you fly, did you ever get to see it from the air?"

"Theoretically, but I never dreamed the right things. And then we sorta got exiled."

"From Tirion?"

"Yeah. Built a new city, called it Formenos, it was beautiful too. We--Tyelcormo and I--we had a house there."

"How'd you get exiled?"

"Melkor manipulated Feanaro into pulling a sword on Nolofinwe."

"Wait, what, why was Melkor around doing anything."

"Because the Valar are idiots."

"They let him out? And didn't - didn't even supervise him enough to make sure he wasn't -"

"He was being subtle, in their defense, I don't think they knew subtle was in his repertoire."

"No, I guess that wouldn't have been obvious, but still -"

"Yeah, no, when I heard about him and what he'd done and that he'd been let out my reaction was basically, 'um.'"

"Did you know Rúmil?"