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.
Problem is sometimes I think it helps him to pretend. But yeah. Maybe it's best this way.
Don't think she has that expectation.
It might be that none of them can tell how much he's already pretending, but he doesn't say that.
It's okay. I'm used to it all, it doesn't bother me the way it bothers people hearing it for the first time.
You can ask her about it but I think she's got Illia and she's got us and she's the kind of psychologically unhealthy we are very used to helping with.
Both of them can't stand awfulness they aren't currently in motion on fixing and can barely stand awfulness they are currently in motion on fixing and if it hits them wrong it'll break them and I know how to take care of people like that and I know how to keep her safe.
You and, uh, Erik, should both be as psychologically healthy as you can, you two being hurt is one of the things she doesn't really get over.