*once again, makes no attempt to hide his sheer amazement (even though he doesn't particularly like that look on you, oh no, not one bit. that's an impromptu rhinoplasty sort of look right there.)* What I did? I shoved him into the Fountain. Big fucking deal. How about a little perspective? Or is sobriety throwing everything off these days?
I suspect he'll be rather angry to learn that I've come to talk to you
*coolly* Why exactly are you here, again, Glorfindel? Just to threaten me with Ecthelion's staff? Or to make sure— *makes wide puppy-dog eyes* —I feel vewy vewy bad about what I did?