She disengages immediately.

"You're pretty good."

"So're you! That's the best challenge I've had in years."

"I do practice on my own a bit."

"I'd say more than a bit... You adapted pretty quickly to what I was doing, too."

"You dance well."

"Never thought of it as dancing... Which sounds like its own kind of fun to do with you."

"It's moving your body with the rhythm."

"A different rhythm than music, then."

"There's music in everything if you listen for it."

"I suppose the question then is if it's a kind of music you want to hear."

"If you don't listen, how will you know?"

"Suppose I'd have to at least notice it to say... Though I know I don't tend to like music I've heard before. It should be dynamic, ever changing. In tension."

"Though perhaps I just haven't found a favorite song."

Luthien looks at her for a moment, then starts singing. It's wordless, but clearly about Beren, the cadence rising and falling, at times recalling her story over the meal and at other times the spar they just had.

...Wow.

She's a bit enraptured.

She keeps it going for a few minutes, adding other motifs as they occur to her by watching Beren before winding up.

"That's what I'd say your song is like, right now."

"It's beautiful." Soft smile.

"So are you."

She giggles. "I think I have a favorite sort of song, now - anything you're singing." Sly grin. "Though I'd still rather give you new things to sing about."

"You'll have to keep living, then."

"Forever if I can manage it."

"Fair."

She grins and stretches a bit. "Do you have more food?" she asks.

"Some, yes. You're hungry again already?"

"A good fight always makes me a bit hungry."