*shakes her head* I can't let you do that, Glorfindel. I think you'll just make it worse (stubborn child). *goes to the fridge and takes out the bottle of wine*
*very softly* You're shaking like a leaf. Come, now, it's not that bad. *takes down two wine glasses and fills them both up (and that's the end of the bottle)* *hands one to you* *kindly* It'll help you calm down. Think straight.