Celegorm opens a door and finds himself looking, not into a guest room, but into a bar.
It is not plausible that someone turned this room into a bar, both because it's not a very Noldorin bar and because the room is too big; he built this fortress, he would know.
And, Huan says, it's very powerful magic and it smells of somewhere very far away.
Noted.
He walks in. Worrying about the Doom would be overthinking it. He hopes.
Well, it's not really the same kind of hair, so that makes sense. She'll just have to tug on his regular hair some more.
Well if she finds getting reactions from him to be that satisfying they can do it all day.
She finds lots of things about the kind of thing that results from playing with his hair satisfying but getting reactions is definitely up there.
It'll probably be a few more days of guiltless experimentation before they are inclined to seriously get to work on magic.
Mm, experimentation.
But. Eventually!
"I wonder if Bar minds if I remodel the backyard."
Even though she's wearing one of the Genoshan-cut dresses that leave her highly-nibbled shoulders and collarbone bare?
Okay, he can heroically hold out for like a few seconds but if she's going to continue standing there in that then he'll definitely grab her sooner or later.
Wellll for definitions of "standing there" that involve turning around and smiling at him while her still-unbraided hair falls over one shoulder but that probably doesn't help with the heroism thing.
Yeah, it can totally wait.
(Between the refractory period thing and the lack-of-soul-thing their particular species configuration is super convenient)