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.
Yes, let's not overexpose the kid. Who can read emotions and is probably getting some strong ones anyway.
If the kid is disturbed by what Tyelcormo's feeling she isn't really reacting to it. She's just delightedly flopped on Huan and watching her alt demonstrate supremacy over her environment.
Huan's being very tolerant. He will be owed lots of thank yous later. Mind, he's probably as happy as anyone to win the war.
If Huan doesn't want to be flopped on she can stop but she's not reading his mind so she doesn't know.
She'd find Huan's mind super interesting. He doesn't have objections to being flopped on or they'd have been communicated.
Huan's mind is super interesting but lots of peoples' are and she is supposed to Respect Privacy anyway.
Probably a good thing to teach a telepath kid, he's not going to try talking her down from it.
She tries! With imperfect success, but she tries.
This is lovely but she is six and going to get bored at some point.
"Hey, sorry, I don't know much about humans. Even my father couldn't read when he was six. Because he hadn't invented writing yet, admittedly, but still."
"Yeah! Well, people used it for accounting, he invented it for, like, recording words."
"Anyway, Elves can't usually read at six, though we also look littler than you."