*which reminds him—he and Ethan have got to show you both their personal shorthand for Glorfindel before they leave* *it's a "G" formed in the upper left-hand quadrant, followed immediately by the sign for "sun"* *clever, right??*
*takes your bag over to the couch and sets it down carefully, plonking down on the other cushion and leaving you plenty of space in the middle* *waves you over as Ethan re-takes his seat on the piano bench, albeit facing the couch this time* *grinning* Oh, the media's not so bad. It's the fans that I worry about. They don't worry about things like lawsuits not that I'd ever sue anybody over a shirt or a tie or a handful of hair but then nobody's actually taken my hair yet?. *off Ethan's silent snickering, shrugs* Okay. I might be hiding a little. *curiously* Don't you, sometimes?