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*paces around his office in a state of purposeless agitation, occasionally pausing to pick up some random object, contemplate it for a moment, then place it in a precise manner some other place in the room, completely preoccupied with the echoes in his head*

You are always so hard on him, Husband.

Because I have to be. He is my heir; he will be the next Lord of Andúnië. Look at the times! There is no place for this impulsive hot-headedness that rules his actions all too often.

It was his impulsiveness that drove him to steal the fruit. Do you regret that?

It was reckless. He almost died.

He was brave, I thought.



*stops pacing after a while and wipes his eyes*

*aloud* He was, yes.

*is in his office catching up on some paperwork, when he hears a noise outside, sounding as if someone is scraping the building* :?

*opens the window and looks out to see his Significant Other's brother industriously? scrubbing the siding*

...

Having an attack of civic-mindedness, are you?