*smiles back at you* I'm so pleased you could all come. Where is Turco?
*frowns a little and blushes as she realises this may have been the wrong thing to say, considering the circumstances of your presence* Mother is in the house seeing that everything is ready. I hope you'll be very comfortable here. Where is Turco?
*talks animatedly with you as they walk around the perimeter of the roof and eventually rejoin the others*
*steps over toward Maglor as he's looking over some of the bags* Oh, no, I'll take that one. That's my makeup and things. *reaches out to take the bag from him*
*sighs* There's nothing for it. You're all going to have to go on without me. I'll never make it. *grabs your hand* *mock-earnestly* I'll only slow you down!
*laughs and helps you to your feet when you're ready* *cheerily* Well, you won't have any problems here. Daddy hates guns I think because he gets tempted.
They have their place. I guess Ondolindë isn't one of them.
*walks along with you slowly* *amiably* I think my brother liked the City when he visited. I shall have to report back to him whenever I break out to find him.
*leads you down the hall toward the guest quarters* *solemnly* No indeed. *in a rare moment of assertiveness* Pleasedon'tbringanytroublehereforDaddytodealwithhe'sbeenundersomuchstresslately. *looks most apologetic for having even mentioned the possibility*
my brother
*her face lighting up and falling again within seconds* Oh, that's... *weakly* That's nice.
I hope he didn't cause too much trouble when he was here?
*really looks for a fleeting moment as though she might burst into tears* *in a very small voice* No. Not here.
*thinks her mother would be so proud of her for bearing up so well* *...or not, actually, but hey*
*opens a door to some rooms* *glad for the subject change briskly* We'll just put you in here then. *thinking* And I'd set Finduilas up somewhere else but we'll just settle her here, too, of course.
*can't help sounding a little more subdued than she was when everyone arrived* Why don't you just have a rest, then? *pats your hand* I'll find Finduilas.
*biting back a smile* Of course I was drunk. So were you, remember? But drunk doesn't mean blameless. Just... *snort* ...stupid. Really, really stupid.
*hugs herself* Now don't start with that. It was ridiculous and a mistake and we both know it. If there was a better way to ensure Celebrimbor's never speaking to me again, I don't know what it is.
*tells herself that it doesn't matter, of course you don't mean it, you can't possibly care what she thinks, it means nothing that she loves loved you, that's all in the past and it's long past time to bury it, preferably under concrete*
*extends the merest sliver of hope* Of course I do.
*colors slightly* *doesn't know exactly what to say to correct this error, due not in small part to the fact that you look like you're going to burst into tears any second*
*facepalm* Thanks so much. We'll work it out ourselves.
*looks at you and rolls her eyes when Idril turns her back to guide her the way she came*
*never taking her eyes off you* This is all so sweet of you, Idril. I'm sure we can get things sorted from here on out. *follows her for the time being*