*manages to sum up enough steely reserve to find the words to reply* *plz can we have the wolf back?*
*as cheerfully as possible, feigning surprise at seeing you* Amarië...? How nice! *explaining* My niece, Finduilas, has been working here and she said we could visit her. This is Idril, Turgon's -- you remember Turukáno, right? -- daughter. And Edrahil, an old friend.