[Filtered; Glorfindel] It would seem that the man whose child I watched has departed. And with him the babe. My time has suddenly become less occupied as such, and I might endeavor to take to the wilds with you and Legolas after all.
It will be good to get away from the city, I think.
And also my brother.
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He is intent to belittle me, and I am half certain he doesn't do it on purpose but his words are never filtered. Or particularly thoughtful. I should like very much to smother him with a pillow. The laws of the Eldar forbid it, but it would make me feel better.