*flits around the kitchen nervously* *vaguely thinks she might collect herself momentarily if she's in the next room not that in the next room is far enough so he can't hear not that there's anything bad to hear but that'd cause less fuss and Beleg's all smiling? and...*
*calls out with deliberate cheerfulness* I'm fine!
*chews her lip* *puts some glasses on a tray and brings it out, gripping tightly* *focuses really carefully on putting them all down on the coffee table to reduce the chance of nervous hyperventilation*
*looks up and sees T´rin still there on her couch?* *...* *works her mouth for a second* *to Beleg* Arandur's so big now he's just beautiful.