*considers your question very seriously before he responds* I don't know what could compel me to leave Gondolin. I loved her in the old days, of course, but I was born here this time around. It's my home. *somewhat lamely (it's the best he can do, without going into the gory details)* The old haunts don't hold the appeal they once did.
*gives you a sidelong look* You needn't sneak out the back, you know. *smiles a little* I think even the most tiresome Arda gatherings had a certain something to them that we're missing at a jewelry show. (Perhaps it was down to not knowing if it was going to be our last party.)