Mm, yes. *conversationally* Have you seen the new marchwarden around town, by the way? I gave her Mablung's job until the Noldor become trustworthy enough that I can call Beleg back. *manages to say this last with a perfectly straight face*
*half expected you to try and say something in defense of Mablung* The name's Haleth? I saw her foil a bank robbery. I'm pretty sure Mablung hasn't foiled anything since lunch.
*oblivious* I'm sure she is. All that air and sunlight can't be good for a person. *rubs his chin thoughtfully* I'm sure the assignment can't possibly last longer than it takes to search Hithlum for WMDs a few hundred years.