*doesn't have to stretch to imagine how a fight between two solitary parties might damage all those around them who try for peace* Has Eärwen spoken to you? Dad mentioned something. He thought Nerdanel was probably behind it. *pensively* I met Nerdanel a couple years ago. She seemed (like any mother desperate to save her son) nice.
perhaps you might do something for me?
*his eyes following his young son, a little wonderingly, as is his wont (to have someone in his life so untouched by sadness)* Of course. *smiles a little* It's not too late to bang heads together until they see straight, though.