I'm Eru, Ilúvatar, God, et al. I could do the descending on a sunbeam from above or the bright white figure in the mist but that stuff usually freaks everybody out even more.
*smiles* That's not very nice, Eärwen. But you didn't say it out loud, at least, so I'll just list that one under "areas for improvement", okay? *idly wonders if there's any chance you'd actually fill out the employee offspring self-evaluation as well if he gave you one*
*nods sympathetically* That kinda thing's been happening to you a lot, hasn't it? You could power a city block with the frustration and regret coming off you, kid.
Of course I do. Artanis is lucky to have you. *matter-of-factly* You give yourself too little credit, even when on the surface you give yourself too much. You've had some tough breaks.
*headscratch* ...Oh, that's right. Sorry, kid. With the Big Kids hollering up the wire at me all day long, I forget sometimes that things have more mystery for you.
Maybe this will be our little secret for a while. *mischievously* Although I should think he'll figure it out before she runs off into exile again or anything.
*with a little frustration* I wish I could remember them all better. I wish I could be who they all remember. I keep dreaming about green curtains and footsteps and the sea and mountain air and places I don't know.
Have patience, kidlet. You'll have the important scenes soon enough. But part of idea is for you to find out who you are, not just what you've done. Nobody else can tell you that.
*lifts his hands to your face and gently touches both your cheeks* *not at all reproachfully* In the meantime, grow up a little, Eärwen. *kisses your forehead*