She smiles, for the first time since Luthien's seen her - possibly the first time this loop - and kisses her wife.

"I love you. You're worth - everything. All the millions of years in between."

Snugglekiss. "I love you too, Mygwainor."

Cuddle!

"I should - tell you what I know..." she murmurs, leaning into her wife. 

...She's very, very tired, though. Of - everything. 

"We have all the time we need."

"Yeah."

"Timelines can destabilize and reset, but... If that happens, I can try to get the simulacrum imprisoned in my place, spend the time bought from that with you. And - this era has more slack than the First Age does."

"Is that what happened at Menegroth? The timeline destabilized?"

"Yes. Mostly leading up to it. Your father always gets himself killed, but - usually a few decades later. Events happening out of order like that are the timeline trying to correct itself, but... That severe means it'll have a hard time correcting fully."

A quiet pause, then: "I destabilized it further by pushing for peace and diplomacy, but... It was going to end anyways. I didn't - "

"I didn't want you to see your home destroyed."

Hug.

"I appreciate that."

Snug.

"Let's go lay down," she says, tugging her wife over to a couch in the parlor.

Good idea.

Perfect couch for cuddles, really. 

"I don't want to hide you," she says, softly. "It'll destabilize the timeline, but... Not quickly, I don't think, and - there aren't any tightly scripted events for another ninety years of the Trees... I'm not even supposed to cause background problems for another fifty."

Squeeze. "I want - a nice life with you. A pause. Just... Live here in peace. Ignore the timeline trying to set everything on fire."

"Next loop we should go back to the - rails. To what I was planning with that era. But."

"I want a honeymoon."

"I'd like that."

Kiss. "We'll tell everyone it was love at first sight. We couldn't wait for an engagement. Got immediately married."

"That's not too far away from the truth."

"Not a proper bone in our bodies."

Kiss.

Extremely improper kiss.

Seems like a good time to reaffirm their marriage...

Absolutely. They should be married in this time, too. Be able to accurately say they got married within (she checks the clock) an hour of meeting. 

(She kisses Luthien's neck.)

Mmmm she's really been away from her wife far too long. Lots to make up for.

So, so much.

They have a long time here, though. Mygwainor isn't expecting visitors anytime soon. Eventually Luthien's going to need food - more than the little bit of fruit Melkor kept, or what's in her pack - but that'll take a bit, too.

She's going to become thoroughly reacquainted with her wife in the meantime.

A need just as important as food, obviously.

Mygwainor likes keeping her wife fed, though. But, yes. For now it's what matters.

They don't leave the house for quite a while.

The first sign of the world outside the house is, in fact, a knock on the door.

...Mrrrmph.

Suppose they'll have to answer that...