...Huh. That was bizarrely easy. Maybe it shouldn't be surprised. Fëanáro is, as his son pointed out, not a subtle person.
(Privately, Leareth thinks that both Nelyafinwë and his father are making a mistake in expectation, given what they know, by trusting his motives as much as they seem to be. Leareth certainly hasn't done enough to prove his trustworthiness, and – well, he hasn't actually decided for sure against taking over himself, if it seems like no one else is going to handle the situation competently. It's not his preferred path, he would rather not commit himself to staying here long-term, but it's an option.)
:If you think so, then I will trust your recommendation: he sends, briefly bowing his head. He's going to gamble that even a Vala won't be able to get through foreign-magic shields to read his thoughts, at least not so soon; hellfires, they missed Melkor, it really doesn't seem like directly reading intent is among the Valar's skills. :If it is all right with you, I would like to speak with Huan first, and test whether he can assist with providing energy for moderate-sized spells, and then I would like to rest for a time:
Though not sleep right away, probably, there are certain tests he wants to run without anyone else's observation, now that he has reserves to spare.