He's a sweet kid and she should maybe ask if he's okay. But he looks fine.
"Good luck," she says, and disappears in a puff of smoke.
"...my planet was not formally unified before we started evacuating and all the polities are a little up in the air..."
Capacity: interested party/volunteer interworld agent. Transit: native magic. Lifespan: eightyish? Scope: entire planet. Timeframe: months to a couple years, might suddenly accelerate beyond projections if projections are mistaken. Teleporting everybody out and giving them a planet and some starting supplies sounds good.
"I invented the native magic world transit spell and tested it and that's where I wound up."
"Thank you, I'm rather pleased with myself."
"I don't mind - especially if you can keep supplying us with more empty planets for magic byproducts to eat - but it might cause tension if I'm running errands for you while you're refusing my boyfriend access to lots of stuff. Another mage will be able to use my spells now that they're established if you want to avoid the conflict."
"Maitimo. I suppose if there's lots he'll need a nickname or something."
Tireh does not expect to have particularly special expertise at handling an Evil Maitimo's boyfriend? Her entire job qualification is "not getting what the fuss is about boyfriend related things". She will come in when it is time to actually talk to New Evil Maitimo.
A minute later they pop in. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hi. I'm Cor."
He introduces himself - "and this is T'Mir. Congratulations on killing Melkor."