*wants to tighten his hold on you, but lets you push his arm away because he won't force you to do anything you don't want to*
He hasn't done anything!
Hasn't he? *looks pointedly at Ecthelion* He knows exactly what I'm talking about. He just didn't think we'd find out. *tightens his hold on Eärendil's hand (because he can tell him what to do)* What I've said stands. *turns to storm walk off, taking Eärendil with him and hoping you'll follow (and Ecthelion will be smart enough to stay behind)*