She's asleep when the quake hits. But not for very long.
She pops out of the hole, heals the headache, finds being seasick while the earth shakes very unpleasant - does anyone know what's going on -
I can put the whole forest in Valinor, less Maedhros.
She plops Doriath, whole, in Valinor.
And then she checks other locations needing evacuation.
In she goes. Melian says the continents are going to crumble. This is the time to sort Noldor from everybody else and break for Valinor.
And then to see if the ground has swallowed up Maedhros while she was popping people to and fro. "Do you want me to hold your Silmaril."
"I don't even know."
Maedhros takes it off with his free hand. There are a lot of people in the room and some of them are staring but Fëanor takes it from him as if there's nothing else in the world. "Loki," he says, "this might work or might not and I will not have two chances at it, you need to be well clear. Findekáno, do your people want to be here?"
"What are you trying?"
"I am trying to stop decay in a much stronger sense than usual, and freeze time entirely in the area, and see if there's anything the Enemy can do with that do your people want to be here or not."
Fingon pops out.
And she goes to Nerdanel.
"Not yet. Fëanor's trying something with the Silmarils. It might work but I had to be clear. There were Ents in Doriath, no hobbits. Where do we go, do I do any talking directly?"
"Should I come along or get back to work?"
"Okay. When will that be?"
So Loki goes to transplanted Doriath again and holes up once more. She makes herself a clock to keep her mind on the time.