*wavers slightly* Lilyyy. Uncle Elwë knows things. You have no idea. If I ever got up to any serious shit at home? I'd never hear the end of it, no matter how well I thought I'd covered my tracks. *exhales heavily to hear you make his arguments for him (Thingol's not gonna execute a teenage girl)* I'm not so sure. I really can't help you. Can't you guys make plans to hook up somewhere else?