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voice ; well yes

[extramural]

That rather depends on whether he gets himself killed or not.

But likely not longer than one hundred years, if that.

voice ;

[rowancrowned]

You will be unbothered by his death when the time comes, I suppose.

Had you any sort of equal before you arrived here?

voice ;

[extramural]

I will miss having someone interesting to watch. It will depend on what happens in the time leading up to his death.

None at the same time. Others have had similar roles, in the past. Others will likely have it in the future.

[ There is a pause. ]

You have had other elves of your kind, in your own world. But there is only one other here now, is there not?

[rowancrowned]

Do try not to Fade, or whatever happens to those like you whilst I am around. It would be terribly disappointing.

[ he might be sad. maybe. ]

I have my cousin, yes. But you are as we are in many ways, you understand what it is to endure. We might speak of time in the same way.

These elves— they will be dust in a century. It is almost as if they are not here at all.

[extramural]

I will do my best, so long as you do the same.

[ That's the best he can promise no matter what. ]

Ah, time. Men say it is vast. But we know the truth, do we not?

Time is endless.

[rowancrowned]

Do mind the Seeker. If I should expire suddenly, she should be your first suspect.

[ not that he intends to die.

he murmurs a noise of agreement, lost in whatever thought follows the outsider's words. ]

[extramural]

You recall that I was given leave to defend myself? She was the one who granted it.

[ SMUG. ]

Though I suppose it helps that I look more like a child in their eyes.

[rowancrowned]

[ accusatory: ] You are in league with her.

Is that it? You are small, despite your tendency to-- float about, but... it is so hard to tell with mortals. Mortal-shapes.

[extramural]

Hardly. [ there is such a snort here ] She approached by in the Western Approach. Concerned, I expect, by my general appearance and the fact that I am able to look through the eyes of beasts.

She is one of many mortals like her that I have seen throughout the years. It was easy enough. [ files nails ]

I was fifteen when I was offered to the Void. I have not changed overly much since.

[rowancrowned]

You handle her with a grace I have yet to cultivate.

[ teach him. better yet, do it for him. ]

Fifteen, that is-- well, you do not have a beard, I suppose.

[extramural]

I am not used to ruling, as you are. Perhaps that is the difference.

[ thranduil you'll never learn if he just does it for you ]

Nor do you, [ he points out, though it is in jest; he has yet to see any sort of elf with a beard. ] They seem difficult to keep clean.

[rowancrowned]

But you are fairly accustomed to getting your way, no?

[ just. demonstrate it for him a few times. so he sees how. ]

I would wager that a good deal of those with beards give little thought if any as to keeping them clean. And I do not imagine my lady would have enjoyed me with a beard.

[extramural]

That would require more interactions with others. But I have seen people try and fail for thousands of years, all across my world. One learns.

[ well okay ]

I once saw a man actively keep food in it "for later". I saw another with a rat inside his beard. I imagine, if nothing else, she would not have enjoyed that.