*hears this new voice and for the first time, looks at something other than Lúthien's son, just for a second (and Elwë be damned, he finally had a clear shot and was prepared to take it)*
*his eyes already shifting back to their original position, though he's collected himself for the moment and is re-considering the consequences of emptying a magazine into that boy's skull just because he can* Who the fuck are you?