*looks on happily while some random guy talks to everybody about love, and honoring thy whoever, and cherishing thy so-and-so*
*eventually becomes aware that people are staring at him, you and Tuor included (even though you're the one decked out in icing sugar), because this guy's just said something about rings?*
*glances down at his hands (but I don't wear any rings), smiles at you encouragingly (hey...you're getting married), and generally comes up empty (...congratulations?)* *notices the 'X' in the sand again and frowns (am I supposed to dig?)*
*is about to ask you whether you've seen Glorfindel today when he spots him in the crowd again, and winks a bit helplessly*