*finds himself frustrated by Celegorm's impenetrable expression (is he or isn't he?) but doesn't dare shoot just yet, or feel for Melian's thought, if only because that's exactly what he'd do (and undoubtedly there are other sights than his trained on the kinslayer this very second, so how many are aimed at him, at Celeborn, at Lúthien?)*
Lily
*flicks his gaze over to you and Celeborn, and that girl you're with, recognition finally sparking* Lily of the River Valley. *exerts a great effort to keep his voice steady, when his fear for you is so strong that it takes all his willpower not to tear that man limb from limb with his bare hands* You weren't entirely honest with me back in Menegroth, now, were you? *locks eyes with you for a moment (you lied to me)(don't be afraid)*