It was cold. It was so cold, and Imliss was gone, and she was so tired...
She closed her eyes.
She hadn't been expecting to open them again.
She cannot hug him but she can remember hugs at him as crisply as possible.
I will. I wish I could think of a straightforward way to come home safely, even if it took a while to put into action.
I haven't actually asked? I'm not sure I'd be welcome there, and even if I am, if I can't think of a way to get home safely from there I'm stuck in Doriath.
...I could go back with the Dwarves, true. I...was not so much thinking in terms where getting farther away from you was a palatable option.
True. Might interrupt some stuff I'd rather not see interrupted if I don't get to come home...I'm not sure it's a good idea if I don't have at least a guess as to how I might get home from Doriath.
If I don't even have a good guess as to how to get home at all, let alone safely...
Sort of depends on how Doriath's secret--if it's just that the locals are all keeping mum that's one thing, if there's a mind-affecting thing that the Dwarves are naturally immune to that's another.
Even then it depends on how it works. I might well be able to get in just by thinking in terms of "follow the Dwarves" and not "enter Doriath."
Probably not? I'm not sure under what circumstances they would do that.
Can you ask some locals what dangerous stuff there's likely to be between where you are and Doriath, in case it's trivially smushable by some combination of dreamshaping and the ability to turn into a horse-sized wolf?
Yeah. They don't think there'd be anything worse than orcs as long as you stay clear of the, uh, "Valley of Dreadful Death".