Okay. Keep your heart rate down, Marillë. Yes, this is the Prince Curufinwe. Yes, he's the most genius Elf in all Aman. But he liked your paper, he asked you to be here. There's nothing to be nervous about.
She knocks on the door.
"It pisses me off when people don't tell me what they want, so have to be fair."
"What if they don't ask because they don't think having it is worth the risk of having people know they want it if they can't?"
"I mean, it's fine to not ask me for something if you don't want me to do anything about it, the thing that actually annoys me is not asking and then being mad I didn't know."
"Anyway. You're fun to travel with. I like how you're - "
Shrug. "Sincere about it. I guess. Instead of doing it to have done it."
"Well, it's something new--I wouldn't necessarily have backed out if I hadn't liked it."
"Stuck out the rest of the trip to see if I changed my mind. I prefer to give things a full try even if I don't like it at first. I have changed my mind about things in the past and I don't like the idea of missing out on something good because I gave up too fast."
"I won't want to come every time--it really seems like I care more about proximity to my family than you do--but this is really great while I'm here."
"I miss Marille. It's worth it, definitely, but I do miss her."