"Mm."

"More chocolate?"

"Sure."

He gives them more chocolate. While he's doing so someone else walks up and into the office. She's wearing entirely white.

Tyelcormo turns around and hugs her. "Irisse!! This is my wife Idaia! Idaia, this is my cousin!"

"You idiot," she says, and punches his shoulder. 

"So I have been told."

"Hi. We've been getting that kind of a lot."

"Hi! I call my cousin an idiot every time I see him, it's got nothing to do with the marriage. Welcome to Tirion."

"That's fine, then. Thanks!" Thought you two weren't speaking right now?

So did I!

"Apparently I'm going to like you because I recognize that cultural expectations for which gender are better at what are bullshit."

"You are going to like me because you like Tyelcormo and I am a lot like him except not a Feanorian."

"So keep in mind that I am literally from another universe and don't really know what that means in context."

"Uh, cluster of personality traits belonging only to my beloved cousins, most notable features being arrogance, stubborness, insecurity, protectiveness of each other, protectiveness of their father, pathological inability to apologize, varying degrees of contempt for people in general?"

"Oh, I see. Can't say I've noticed the insecurity part, yet."

"Really? Tyelcormo wears it on his sleeve the most. Maitimo's subtle."

"Irisse," Maitimo says, a bit tightly. 

"Actually come to think of it it does make sense in retrospect. Especially the asking me to marry him that fast part, but I don't have a leg to stand on criticizing him for that since I said yes."

"Oh, I wasn't criticizing him. Or you. Congratulations, I'm working on a wedding present, etcetera etcetera."

"That's also something we've been getting kind of a lot." She looks down at the stuff draped over one arm. "One thing I'll say is that back home being a newlywed walking down the street would not get you wedding presents from lots of random people."

"Tirion! They can't help themselves. I hate this city. Not the presents, that's kind of sweet."

"I've found that even terrible things generally have something to recommend them. Not that I'll ever have a use for this much jewelry."

"People wear it all at once on festivals. It doesn't look as dreadful as you'd think but it's pretty bad."

"How do they walk?" she laughs.

"Badly! 'course, they're also drunk."

"Drunk and wearing that much jewelry? I'm impressed by their ability to stay mostly vertical."

"We'll have a festival soon and you'll see. It's terrible."

"I look forward to laughing at people!"