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[bythewaves]

Probably for the best - Father will do his best by you, but he is... not the best at caring for others.

[ He shrugs ] I love him, and I missed him dearly, but... I have been burnt by his flame before. I would still follow him, to whatever end, but I would spare others that flame.

And I will be well, mistress. In time. [ which is not a denial of how bad he looks ]

[digophelia]

Such is family.

[She's never fought with hers, she was far too young. Far too young to lose her family.]

It's a strange thing to include yourself in that warning, but. I was already armed to begin with.

[She could outright say she will not hesitate to use her knife against anyone who does even raise their hand against her. No, that would be too much right now.]

You can insist that everything will be well, but I promise some sort of peace offering.

[bythewaves]

So it is. [ He agrees quietly ]

I am as dangerous as he, mistress, if in a different fashion - I too, have brought grief to many.

If you must, Mistress Alice. [ he manages a smile ] I do not need anything, truly, but I will not refuse you.

[digophelia]

Anyone is capable of being dangerous, Mr. Maglor. Things are never simple as they seem and I am not that much of a fool.

[Ironically, that self-deprecation angers her, it brings dark thoughts to her mind. Maybe it angers her because she can see elements of herself in it.]

Your omission is appreciated but never allow your omissions to kill you.

[bythewaves]

Capable, aye - but we have much against our names. [ but he shrugs and lets it drop - On your own head be it - he is far too tired to pursue this ]

[ I would not mind if it did he does not say, instead ]

As it please you, mistress.

[digophelia]

Well, for the sake of sanity, that is something I am willing to look past momentarily.

[She understands, or so she hopes. It's infuriating to see someone talk about themselves in such a matter. She can't get a gauge for him quite yet so there's no point to drill him to step out of it.]

Please, sir, call me Alice.

[bythewaves]

[ He tips his head in acknowledgement ]

Alice then. And will you do me the kindness of using mine as well then? Maglor I am, no lord or prince to deserve fine titles.

[digophelia]

I was taught that it's improper to address an elder otherwise, so I-

[It should be self-explanatory, shouldn't it. She rubs the back of her head.]

If it pleases you, Mr. Maglor.

[bythewaves]

[ that nets the glimmer of a smile, there and gone again 'elder', is it? Truer than she knows ]

I thank you for the courtesy Alice.

[digophelia]

You're welcome, Mr. Maglor.

[ Even with that warning, there's still a pang of guilt she feels for bringing his father to his attention. Still, the warning stands and Alice won't ignore it. All the more reason to be on guard. ]

I suppose I shall leave you to your own devices, but I will keep you warning in mind.

But I also ask you to keep in mind not to trifle with me, either.

[bythewaves]

[ He tips his head in a bow (maybe there is a glimmer of amusement in his eyes, but it is hidden well, if so) ]

Travel safely Alice.

[digophelia]

I will.

[ And for now, she'll let him be. ]