"Not a big one, but we usually eat together."

"Does the pharaoh attend and if so is there ettiquette about that which differs from that observed in his audience room?"

"No, no, no one could have a nice dinner conversation if he did. - I think it's kind of hard on him. But this'll be just other people."

"It did sound potentially awkward but conceivably he could have been more relaxed about things during family dinners, how would I know."

"He is never more relaxed about things, that I know of."

"Well, hopefully he's psychologically architected for that to work out sustainably."

He looks unsure of this, but nods.

"Anyway, Fëanáro wanted to go look for your non-pharaoh kids before I requested this detour."

"Oh! That sounds great, I bet they'll be delighted to meet tiny me."

"Where to, I don't know my way all around here, there's three of them likely around in the palace it sounded like."

"Yep! Masaharta will be playing music, probably, but we can go in -" And he leads the way.

Ooh, music. Hopefully the Quendi will not be too disappointed by human music.

Not this human music.

"Ooooh - it's really really beautiful -"

Ooh, it is!

Quendi will happily sit there all evening listening!

"Did you want to - meet him?"

"Well we can't interrupt him!"

"Oh, he'll be at this all evening."

" - so?"

" - I mean if you want to sit here for five hours you can do that."

"Thank you!"

"Concerts in Valinor can last for days."

"Don't people need to - eat? Relieve themselves? Sleep?"

"Not very often, though sometimes they'll duck in and out."