You know, you remind me a lot of another little girl. Her name was Galadriel too weirdly enough, but she wasn't called that until she was very old. When she was your size we called her Artanis. She was my sister too, you know, and so she's your sister. Well, half-sister. It's complicated, really. She's going to hate finding out someone else has her name.
You see, you remind me an awful lot of Artanis. You look just like her, but I think that's just because you're a baby. And I wonder...
*gazes down at you* Artanis didn't like having to go to sleep either. She didn't really like having to do anything anyone else wanted her to, actually. But I was her big brother and I could always get her to sleep. The question is, then, how much like Artanis are you?
*shakes her head up and down and then right and left and then up and down and then right and left and then up and down and then right and left and then up and down and then right and left and then...*
*laughs at the look on your face and frees her hands to clap them together*