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.
"He can tell that the Enemy did something to you. I don't know if you'd also smell differently underlying that."
"It's kind of worrying that it's that obvious! He never got anywhere near us! ...I don't think so, anyway."
"I mean, I'm not saying that means it's safe. I don't think we came to his attention--or more relevantly his probably-a-Maia servant's--so I don't think we're a deliberate trap for you but that doesn't mean it's impossible that werewolves have a hijacking function just in case and they wouldn't gleefully use it if they found out later that there were wolves in the Feanorian camp."
"I don't want to be exiled forever but I don't want to be a tool for him to hurt you either."
"You're not gonna be exiled forever. We'll figure something out. But first - I brought food, you should both eat -"
Yeah, that's a very good idea.
"Does anyone have any idea at all what might be figured out or are you just being optimistic?"
Ah, but is it food that can be conveniently eaten while hug, is the question.
Feed you, hold you, hear the whole story in more detail, see if we can see all the way out there with the palantiri -
Okay. She leans into him more and closes her eyes; she really was tired. Do you want any particular details first...?
When you tried to convince me that the problem with the Ice was that the Nolofinweans crossed instead of that the boats burned I felt like you only cared that I had been hurt if it was convenient for you. I know it's untrue and unfair but that's how it felt. And I--don't want to argue with you about the Ice, ever, because you can make all the logical, reasonable arguments you want and I can't, not because I'm so in the wrong that there don't exist any but because I can't think of them over the memory of the roaring wind and screams of the dying and the all-encompassing bone-deep cold. So not only is it unpleasant in and of itself it feels like you're taking advantage of my impaired ability to formulate arguments.