*snaps back, as if this is somehow all your fault (as if it can be anyone else's fault that he has lost his daughter)* I don't know it. It was supposed to be— *breaks off, feeling foolish (an adventure? a bonding experience??)*
*shouts even louder, sounding halfway to outright panic* LILY! *strides in one direction, aimlessly, before turning around and choosing another*
*ventures again more hesitantly (this is as far as he can go right now, when the mere possibility is fit to drive him mad)* Ninquelótë? Eru, we have to find her. Curvo, we have to find her.