Following that other one... [video]

[runs_on_batteries]

If there are any kids- both big and small- who don't want to be alone right now, I'm making hot chocolate and blanket forts in the dining room.

Also, bring a blanket.

Comments

[utulien_aure]

[You could, you know, resolve to change your behavior in the future?]

Be prepared to resolve that murder is wrong at the next council session, aunt. We want it on records so blatantly obvious and terribly dense that even the Lambengolmor would approve.

[Shaking his head]

Not all, no more than all elves are. But I suppose there's often a wisdom which comes from experience.

[marriedanidiot]

[ What is change and would it upset Nelyo or Father ]

I intend to. [ She agrees, lips pressed together, pale but determined ]

That is to be hoped, but ai, I wish such experience need not come!

[utulien_aure]

[Sometimes, Cano, it's ok to upset Russandol. He needs thumping on the head on occasion.

Going in for a hug]

What will come will come. All we can choose is how to face it.

[marriedanidiot]

[ BUT SAD NELYO MAKES HIM SAD TOO.

She hugs back ]

Wise words.

[ She manages a smile ]

You sound like your mother.

[utulien_aure]

[HE'LL BE HAPPIER IN THE LONG RUN FINGON WOULDN'T LIE.]

Do I? [A touch melancholy.] I don't think I noticed.

[marriedanidiot]

[ .........well if it's better for Nelyo in the long run Maglor guesses he could ... try... ]

You do. [ She nods and smiles at him softly ]

A wise woman, your mother. And a good friend.

[utulien_aure]

[He returns a small smile.]

It's kind of you to say as much.

[marriedanidiot]

[ She pats his hand ]

Kind, perhaps. True, also! Your mother has been a good friend to me, Findekano. I wish it had not taken ... what happened, as the catalyst for it, but I love her as dearly as if she were my sister in blood. She would be very proud of you.

[utulien_aure]

[He closes his eyes for a moment. He isn't really compared to his mother often, not with his father and grandfather looming so large in most people's memory; sometimes, in Hithlum, she feels like a dream. The feelings the comparison brings up are a lot to process.]

... Thank you, aunt. It... means a great deal.

[marriedanidiot]

[ She smiles at him, and if the edges are a little sad, well, so it is, in Arda Marred, that all joys are bittersweet ]

You're welcome, my dear.

[utulien_aure]

[And, apparently, more than a few places besides.

He looks pained for a moment, than nods to the harp in her hands.]

If you'd like a moment's rest, I can take over.

[marriedanidiot]

[ She looks relieved at that, offering him the harp ]

Would you? I fear playing Songs on the harp was never my particular skill.