*correctly reads the emotion (a little ashamed) on your face but doesn't feel quite the satisfaction he thought he might* *smiles tightly* Thank you, Mother.
*reassuringly* Well, my school accepts enrollments from the age of three if he does try anything like that, be sure and tell me.
*settles back on his heels* I think I might go to Hithlum. Do you think Uncle Fingon could bear it? He did let me stay there before. Maybe if you speak with him and tell him...? *very quietly* I don't really have anywhere else to go.