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[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[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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[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

[It's true in either case.]

Is that so? I hope he has less foolishness about him than I... Your gentle expression is not one I would like to see disappointed.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I count him as the wisest of our kind in Middle-Earth. Seldom has he given me reason for disappointment.

[Which is another reason for the comparison. It's a high complement, really.]

[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

[He recognizes that.]

You honor me by likening me to one of such reverence.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I do not give idle praise.

[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

Neither do I.

[oh my god old people not!flirting ;;. Unfortunately this Precious Moment is ruined by a spasm of pain darting across his features, but he doesn't give in, doesn't cry out, just tenses against the tree for a minute.]

... Now I must consider how to repay you for the song...

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[There's no shame in crying out, you know. She would not think less of him.]

You may repay me by tending to your own needs for a time. I have lost one friend and ally here; do not deprive me of another.

[In other words, don't work yourself to death, bro.]

[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

[Krasus is nothing if not stubborn. Her words give him pause, however.]

There is strength left in me yet. I have the energy to argue, at the very least.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Yet another reason they get along. Honestly, she'd probably react the same way.]

I do not doubt your strength, merely that you would care for yourself with the same vigilance you would for others.

[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Damn, is it that obvious?]

That which I am vigilant of requires placing others first.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Yes, it is. To her, anyway.]

I am sure I need not remind you that you will be able to do little for others if you do not maintain some degree of health.

[And now he has two very maternal women in his life. Have fun with that Krasus.]