She sounds fascinating. You've piqued my interest - I expect an introduction on my next visit, now. 

And then a great many comments about Celebrimbor's observations and ideas. 

Enlightening as always.

And as delighted as always to write to her. 

Then with hypotheses in hand, the only thing remaining is to wait for the reveal.

Crafting is a slow process, and Annatar isn't hurried - but she's efficient, and it isn't too long at all before she's finished. 

She requests another audience with Celebrimbor when she is. 

She'll clear her schedule.

Good. 

Annatar meets her in private in her office, presenting the bracelet with no real fanfare. "Do you want me to tell you what it does?" she teases. 

"At least give me a chance to look at it, first."

"Here you go, then."

She takes it, turning it over carefully in her hands, before getting out a loupe to examine more closely.

It's made of a thin silver thread, in a three strand braid then woven into a twisting four strand braid. There's tiny etchings along each strand - if they're writing, they're no script Celebrimbor has seen before, simple and angular. The clasp is two circles held together by an intricate charm, an abstract knot with many tiny parts that look like they might move or change when pressed on, perhaps. 

She hums a resonating tune, attempting to tease out the threads of imbued magic.

Flexibility, is the first, overlaying all of it. Then the broad tones of insight, knowledge - then she can slowly tease out sight specifically -

It takes a lot of very careful teasing, and someone less skilled than Celebrimbor might be forced to give up early, but... Nothing here is truly hidden, just carefully folded away, unobtrusive. 

The Song laid upon it is very clearly a derivative of the ancient Songs for sight. Keen sight, far sight, seeing spectrums of light usually invisible to elven eyes, blocking other light... Celebrimbor has before now only ever seen it as something people apply to themselves in the moment, or else as a separate Song for each of many looking-glasses in a kit. These, though, are elegant - trimmed down, improved - combined, one tune rising at a time while the others fade into the background. 

(The Noldor, as a general rule, don't put very much effort into improving their tools, especially not in ways that will mostly just reduce some hassle. Not unless it's needed for a specific project. Her grandfather had been one of the only ones who ever really bothered, and that was still mostly in response to certain repetitive tasks annoying his impatient mind.)

"A tool for vision, in a form unnatural. New refinement to ancient work, multiple settings in a single band- Ah, the circle, yes, I see. Clever. And elegant. Exceptional use of space."

"If you wanted my attention, Annatar, you most certainly have it."

Smug.

"And you've proven your cleverness, here. I have known relatively few who could read that with such ease."

"I would be honored to work with you, Guildmaster."

"I am sure it will be a fruitful partnership."

She offers the bracelet back.

"Keep it," she says. "A gift to commemorate the start of our partnership."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Smile.

Then she has so many questions for Annatar.

And she has answers, and further questions, and points for discussion, things she admits she doesn't know yet -

There's a lot she does know. 

The start of a fruitful partnership.

With far more to come. 

Excellent.

And shortly thereafter, Celebrimbor receives a letter announcing her friend Domhildr will be visiting in the next day or so.