"...as Maitimo is? Probably not."

"Good because he was very sad and I don't think I want to talk to anyone else that sad."

"Well, I don't mind talking to sad people if you want me to meet them first and check."

"Would you be able to tell? I could only tell because he was sad sort of the way I am sometimes sad only way more."

"I could tell he was - troubled. I didn't get anything that specific off him."

"It is the kind of sad where as far as you can think it is entirely right that things are the way they are but also they are barely bearable and never going to get better. I felt it a lot before you came."

Oh dear. That calls for snuggles. "That sounds awful."

"It's not awful. There are lots of worse feelings. But it's the worst feeling that I can't think my way out of because it's not about any worries or anxieties or anything and working hard doesn't make it better."

"Yeah. How do you get out of it when you have it?"

"The things that seem like they won't ever get better get better."

"Just by themselves?"

"The worst time I felt that way was right before you came."

"Did I do something, or was that just a coincidence?"

"You fixed the things that were making me sad."

"Well. That's good then." Snuggle.

"If my other children aren't so sad I want to meet them."

"Do you think I could find out okay or do you want to check some other way?"

"I bet you can find out now that you know what to look for."

"Well, I can try, anyway."

"I hope they're not sad. They have an awesome world, they don't have a reason to be."

"People have all different reasons to be sad."

"Well. Tell me if they are."

"I'll do my best."

And she goes looking for more sons of Fëanor.

"Hello! You're not-Loki, I take it, because you look it."

"That's me. My name's Bella."