*grins and his nerves are jangling less and he is relaxing minutely, with every step* Does Ehtello fancy himself as a matchmaker? Or is he just putting the cat amongst the pigeons?
*and his smile slips a little because, yes, things have been odd, for him too, and it seems like a terribly long time since he's managed to talk with anyone (except Ecthelion and sometimes then only under the guidance of a mental health professional) in any meaningful way* *rather calmly* So, tell me more. Is he good enough for you?