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[bythewaves]

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[bythewaves]

No... he looked as surprised as I. The last time... it went to Celegorm. [ a small shallow shrug as if to say: Well, obviously it can't ] Will says it goes to someone I trust greatly.

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[silvergift]

I would be flattered if I did not know what this implied otherwise. [Her lips form a thin line as she takes a deep breath through her nose.]

I saw Will's memory.

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[bythewaves]

About the Queen of Hearts. [ He nods, apparently unsurprised ]

As did I - he still remains without, for he told me it was with someone he trusted and they were not here. He says it is easier for him, without it - he does not feel as deeply, so pain remains at a distance.

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[silvergift]

So he avoids recovering from that pain as well. And so too do you. Any with eyes can see that you have lost a vital part of who and what you are with this.

[She pauses, stopping herself before she goes any further.] Can you take it back?

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[bythewaves]

I do not know. The last time the boundaries were clearly set. This time, I did not ask, and Will did not act, so I do not know. Will tells me hearts may be returned - certainly his Queen of Hearts could both take and give. Whether he himself could, I do not know, and she is, of course, not here. Whether any other could... you would have to ask Will

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[silvergift]

[There's a flash of irritation in her eyes, so strange when one is so used to seeing Celebrían as gentle and kind.]

Then ask him I will. And then you and I will speak again when this is a part of you once more. ['When' not 'if.' And she's hardly giving him a choice. Celebrían is upset, very upset.]

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[bythewaves]

[ Ordinarily, of course, that irritation would have garnered an immediate response. Instead he nods, as blank as if she had told him that it would rain tomorrow, or that dinner was served ]

As you wish. Should I tell Will that you wish to speak to him?

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[silvergift]

[That only irritates her more. This is not the Maglor that Elrond told her stories of, the Maglor that she'd grown to love while here. Who she trusted, especially when he'd seen her at her worst and nearly her weakest.]

Please do.

video ahahaha shall I take that as an order? I think I shall =D

[bythewaves]

[ The response to the direct order is immediate, eyes blanking even further ]

I will tell Will that you wish to speak to him.

SO MEAN

[silvergift]

[Not what she was expecting. In fact, it's surprising enough that the irritation vanishes from her eyes.]

Uncle?

=D

[bythewaves]

[ A blink and the blankness is gone, retreating back to the quiet emptiness of before ]

I told Will, as instructed.

;~;

[silvergift]

[The irritation that vanished is suddenly replaced by confusion.]

As instructed? That was not-

/pets

[bythewaves]

[ A blink at her and Maglor repeats her instruction back ]

I was told to inform Will that yo wished to speak to him. I have done so.

/weeps on

[silvergift]

Well... Yes, I wanted you to tell him but-

['You act as if you had no choice.']

/cuddles

[bythewaves]

[ He tips his head sideways in mild confusion, the most emotion he's showed all conversation ]

You told me to, so I did?

/clings

[silvergift]

You acted differently than you might. As if you had no choice.

/curls around

[bythewaves]

[ Another curious blink ]

...Did I? [ He shrugs a little ] You told me to, Celebrian. [ ... yeaaaaaaah he really doesn't get it ]

[silvergift]

Well yes, I would prefer he knew I would be contacting him but I would have whether or not you had forewarned him. You did not have to.

[bythewaves]

[ Head. Tilt? ]

But you told me to do so, Celebrian. [ Confused forever on this end ]

[silvergift]

[She's beginning to feel like she's not going to get anywhere with this.]

Since when do you so dutifully obey your niece?

[bythewaves]

[ An accurate assessment ]

Since you asked it of me, Celebrian?

[ Quietly puzzled forever ]

[silvergift]

[She sighs, almost sounding exhausted.]

This gets us nowhere, uncle. We will talk later.

That is *also* a direct order =p

[bythewaves]

[ Obedient he nods ]

We will talk later.

so terrible ;;

[silvergift]

[She just sighs again and slowly closes the locket. But not before one last thing:]

I love you, uncle Maglor.

>3

[bythewaves]

[ She only has a confused blink in response ]