[Filtered to Maedhros]I am being moved to a different part of the hospital on Monday. This is a good thing, yes? I have looked into the housing assignments as well, it appears that the room to which I have been assigned is
next to your room.
Are you coming by tonight?
[Filtered to Turukáno]Brother! Great news. My condition has improved to the point I will be able to move to a different wing of the hospital on Monday. The pain is ever present, but it hurts not as much as it did when I arrived, and I can certainly bear it. Thank you for your everlasting patience, brother. I have ordered them to put me on no more of those medicines that so affected my mind and judgement.
[Filtered to Glorfindel]Aiya, Prince of the Golden Flower. Your healing skills are beyond measure. They will not release me yet, but my condition has improved and I am being moved on Monday. My gratitude is truly beyond measure. The son of Ñolofinwë will be forever in your debt, and your deeds will not be forgotten. Your actions and loyalty towards this family (and yes, I have read the tomes that tell of our deeds, fair and foul), even to this day with my great-grand-nephew, have earned you honor and my undying love. You will be richly rewarded when I am well enough to do so.
[/filter]Ai, I shall be glad to be out of the hospital, and be able to explore this strange land. I have heard and read many things about it that I am eager to see. I hear there is a large park in the middle of the city? And museums and histories and knowledge beyond measure. I do not know where I shall even start! The works of Men seldom impress me, but this city will at least offer some interest for a short time, I hope.
To those I have not met, I am Findekáno, son of Ñolofinwë, High King of the Ñoldor in Beleriand. I come here, apparently, from the hour of my death, and I have been spared by modern medicine from the Halls of the Slain. It is a reprieve that will last as long as I remain here, and I plan to enjoy it - and my dearly beloved friends - as long as I may.