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[Kaito]
It has been long since last we spoke. How have you fared?

[Felix]
You need not answer me if it will be difficult for you. However, it would put my heart at ease to hear how you have fared since last we met.

[Deathwing]
[There is a small bouquet of roses outside your door, delivered via castle ghost-no note or anything. Do with them as you will; she has made her point. And yes, she's perfectly aware that your room was invaded recently; it's why she figures you'll be keeping an eye on it.]

[One of the few benefits of this place was the borrowed time with her granddaughter. So, it should be no surprise that Galadriel once again finds herself wandering up to Arwen's room. When she gets there, however, she is met by a blank name plate.

She just stares for a moment, waves of emotion washing over her- sorrow, relief, anxiety about what Arwen will face in their own world. Eventually, she opens the journal and dictates in a voice devoid of sentiment; whatever she's feeling, she's not about to broadcast it to the entire castle.]

The Lady Arwen Undómiel has been returned to her home. [There's a long pause] It is for the best. I would like to personally extend my gratitude to all who showed her hospitality and kindness while she was here. I cannot thank you enough for making her stay a little less trying.

[And now you can find her under Alexstrasza's tree, ~~brooding~~ thinking. Bother her if you want, but she's feeling a little melancholy.]

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Well enough.

[And eight thousand years gives one plenty of time to learn mastery over oneself, so she's not about to appear overly emotional-perhaps just a little somber.]

Only well enough?

[He tilts his head to her in enquiry, gentle concern on his face.]

[Another long pause and she sighs softly, closing her eyes for a moment.]

I do not believe I will be truly well until I am free of this place.

I know it can be hard to be away from our homes and loved ones, but there are many good things about this world.

You are not wrong. I have met many whose existence I never would have thought possible, and I count myself blessed for it. Yet the darkness of this place weighs on my mind and I dislike being subject to the whims of another. [Whims that bring people and take them away, for example.]

Do you believe you are not just as much at the whims of another in your own world? A deity, perhaps? Or even just a ruler.

There is no ruler who could command the Lady of Lórien.

[But she pauses. Pride has always been her greatest sin and she knows it. It was exactly her desire to rule, subject to only herself, that lead to her involvement in the Kinslaying and her banishment from the Undying Lands.]

Yet your point is well taken. I believe I have spoken to you of the Valar; I am not unaccustomed to forces greater than myself, though their involvement in the world is less overt.

However overt the control and forces are in this, or any world. We still have free will, don't we?

As long as we are still ourselves, the setting is mostly unimportant.

You speak with much wisdom. Forgive me, my heart is troubled and I have allowed it to color our discussion.

There is nothing to forgive; if you didn't allow your feelings to colour your discussions, I would be worried.

Perhaps, but I need not permit my woes to be so readily apparent. I am accustomed to keeping closer counsel than this.

[It's just...the one person she would normally allow herself to be openly emotional in front of is not here. And she misses him, which only makes her mood worse.]

Allowing others to assist when there is a need, is no weakness.

[She smiles softly. she's given the same advice to others; she's a bit hypocritical in this regard.]

And would you assist me, Master Aziraphale? We are scarcely acquainted.

Of course I would.

[It was his job, after all, and one he was quite fond of doing.]

It would be my pleasure.

[She actually wasn't expecting a real offer.]

You have a kind heart, but my question was more rhetorical than not. There is little that can be done for troubles such as mine. I sorrow at a parting, nothing more. Time will bring me to myself again.

Sometimes the most that can be done is having a friend to confide in. I would not be so arrogant as to assume myself that position, but I am here if you wish.

[She's quiet for a very long time, until it almost seems like she's not going to answer. When she does speak, it's softly and with some hesitation.]

My granddaughter has returned to her home. While I am grateful that she no longer faces the dangers of this place, her presence here was a great comfort to me and I know not when we shall chance to meet again, even in our own world.

Every day she was here, was an extra one granted to what you may have had at home. Count each of those as a blessing, instead of lamenting over the loss of future ones apart.

I do treasure the time we spent together and hold the memories close to my heart.

Not long ago, I advised another against despair, for in all lands, love is now mingled with grief. It seems I would do well to take my own counsel.

The advice you give yourself, is often the hardest to take.

[He knows from experience; having advised countless people to put slug pellets down as early as February, and yet always managing to forget his own until his lettuces were half eaten.]

Then I am truly fortunate to have others wise enough to hold me to the task.

[She wouldn't know about that. The protection and preservation Nenya provides to Lórien extend to her gardens, so it's rather inevitable that they flourish.]

Captivity often breeds strong ties, that may not have been forged otherwise.

And in the midst of darkness, what light there is burns all the brighter.

A very true saying, Miss Galadriel, where did you hear it?

[She laughs a little.] I did not; it merely sprang to my mind, though the sentiment is shared by many of those whom I most highly esteem.

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