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[Thorin Oakenshield, video]

[Welp, there sure is an elf on your tablet. She gives a respectful nod of her head before speaking.]

If you have a moment, there is something I would discuss with you.

[Celebrían, video]

May I speak with you, pinig?

[Action for...a little plot of land near the apartments]

[Believe it or not, even ethereal elves get stressed. Working in the clinic almost nonstop since the battle has taken a toll on Galadriel and, even worse, Celebrían had been affected. Most seriously affected. It had only reinforced the fact that, however she might try, Galadriel could not protect her daughter as she wished to. Not unless she were to lock her in a tower and- well, Thingol’s example wasn’t something she wanted follow here.

Frustration, anger, and a deep seated feeling of guilt and failure fuel her lately. She’s aware that’s not exactly healthy, though, so she’s taking some time to herself- and what better way to sooth her soul than to do some gardening?

It’s nothing major, just a little empty lot near the holds that she’s taken charge of- and for the moment, it’s nothing more than a few vegetables and herbs here and there. Mostly what she’s been able to scrounge up in the marketplace or useful things that she’s found growing wild in the city. But it feels good to have some connection to nature, to surround herself with growing things again. And, of course, having Nenya with her means that the garden has a little boost. You can feel it, really- it’s a feeling of safety, of comfort, and of life. It’s not obvious magic, at least not to anyone who isn’t familiar to that sort of thing, but it’s there.]

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You are kind to say so. I am quite fond of it, at least. [Even if it is mostly for sentimental reasons.] Your name is lovely as well; I hope you will forgive me if I stumble over it for a time. [She tries, but every once in a while her accent does come through- mostly Sindarin with a touch of Noldorin that she's tried to bury. Not that most people would recognize it.]

[ Aww, she will blush a tiny bit. ] Thank you, and already forgiven! I've stumbled over some names here, too, haha.

How long have you been in Exsilium?

It has been nearly nine months now, I think. [A neutral statement. She has many conflicting thoughts on the time she's spent here.] And you, little one?

[ She has to pause for a moment to think on her answer. ] ... Two months, yes. It feels like it's been longer than that, though.

Such is often the way with time spent apart from kith and kin.

"Kith?" [ head tilt! ]

Friends- those dear to you who are not bound by blood.

Thank you, and hey, I learned something new! [ she smiles, and it's a bright, genuine smile she hasn't really done/given in her short time here aside from her roommates. ]

Think nothing of it. [And that makes Galadriel smile in return. A rare, unreserved grin.]

You should smile more; it becomes you.

[ That definitely makes her blush. A compliment from this too-beautiful-to-be-real woman before her? This must be a dream. ]

It's nice to find people and things to smile over in this place.