"Awesome."

They solicit suggestions on what to see next.

There are so many choices!

Ahya likes the sound of the bipedal ones with the flat bills.

"Sounds great."

So first thing the next morning they can leave to see the duck-billed dinosaurs! Ahya remembers to bring drawing materials.

The duck-billed dinosaurs don't want to get close, especially. That's not really a problem.

It is not! Ahya will sketch them and at one point when the crested ones start trumpeting the Elves can sing with them.

It's lovely.

It really, really is.

"Thank you for bringing me. This is even better than I had imagined."

"I really wish - everything'd - settled here."

"That would've been nice. Might mean this place was infected with--Tirionness, though."

"Maybe a bit, but - we're farther from Taniquetil, I really think that makes a difference."

"That is true. And if it hadn't made enough of a difference people could always find another place and build another city-where-people-go-to-get-away-from-Tirion."

"Yeah. There are lots of places as pretty as this."

"It's probably too late, now, or I'd suggest getting your brother to move down here and take the city with him after all."

"I think it's too late. And also the ideas've - ossified."

"Yeah.

It makes me--so angry, sometimes--"

"Mmmm?"

"That they think they can just run our lives like that, and people listen--it's Eru's will, they say, and why does Eru will it and why should we hold that to be absolute--people don't say you should do whatever your parents tell you even once you're an adult--and people don't even ask why, they just ruin lives and scramble brains and hearts--"

"Not very often, to be fair."

"Ever is far too often."

"Fair enough."

"Dinosaurs," she reminds herself. "We are down south where this is not a problem and we are watching lovely dinosaurs and I. Don't have to think about this."

"No, you don't." There's an odd expression on his face.

"...Something wrong?"