*gestures for the bartender to bring you another* Likewise. *looking briefly wistful* And you know...it has changed. But you get used to it. *smiling faintly* Mostly.
What are you doing with yourself these days, anyway?
Oh, my patients keep me pretty busy these days. *pauses* Although Brí and I did just return from a little holiday not too long ago. It was a traumatizing experience.
*pensively* You wouldn't believe how often people get sick when just about everyone's mortal enough to catch it. And I'd thought raising just Estel was terrifying. Good grief.
*shrugs* I enjoy the work. And the hospital staff are quite good when they're not losing people. And—oh yes—the lady Vána found it necessary to offer the assistance of one of her androids. *shudders as he thinks of Chip Beta watching him all day long from the corner of his office*
Could you use any help?
*raises an eyebrow himself* I should think your counsel is in high demand these days, Mithrandir.
*he shakes his head* I am at a loss as to what to do with myself. I have heard of this great practice called psychiatry where one helps people with their problems. Do you think that would be something I could do well?
*he has never been this unsure of himself before. Waits patiently for you to answer.*
*looks at you a little curiously, seeing how serious you are about all this*
You, make a career out of advising people? *laughs softly* You'll steal all my patients. WOE. But far be it from me to give you advice. Why don't you talk to the boss about it?
*tilts his head to the side and shrugs again* Can't say I've ever had the honor of talking to His Lordship. He's your mentor, not mine. *cheerfully* I mostly had to make do with you and Ereinion and Maglor.
Well, yes, I suppose I could wish really hard for him to talk to me, and then get a mysterious summons. Thus is the life of a Maia. Or a former one. Or whatever I am now. *grumbles*
*can't help smiling* Well, if it makes you feel better, we mere mortals are still pretty much starstruck by you Ainu types. *laughingly* You could probably even make a career out of that, if you wanted to.
*claps you on the shoulder* And I don't think you've changed a great deal, old man. I'm glad of it.
*shakes his head* Not a one. There's just Brí and me from your time at the old haunts. And my in-laws, apparently. But I hear they're only wee things these days. *looks vaguely disconcerted by this bit of intelligence*