A Very Worried Mun

[thelastking]

Calm yourself, friend. Len iallon.. There's no need for you to fret so.

You shall do well, I believe so.

The more you pay heed to such unsavory thoughts, the more likely you shall give into your fears. Thus, I beg of you. Do not allow your mind to wander now lest you wish to stray from your goal.

Do you understand me? Seek no needless quarrels with yourself, my friend.

Be at peace. Raitho an glass.

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[tiriel]

It is sometimes difficult to see the source of another's troubled thoughts, and therefore in such instances, it is difficult to know what words to offer.

But my mundane, as is, would offer these - that she has seen naught that she thinks should be troubled over, and that rather, she sees much that is good and promising.

...though she thought it would be easier said, should it come from me.

[ Oh. Yeah. That's the quirt sound of Elrond subtly judging his mundane for her stupidity shyness. ]

But for what she has to say, I say it because I too agree with it.

[thelastking]

Is this true? Then perhaps my friend can finally stop with all her needless fretting thanks to such compliments.

[ He almost looks relieved at that. ]

My friend here is plagued by many worries, but at least this shan't be one of them.

[tiriel]

Most certainly. They may not be the words she might have used, but the essence is the same.

[ And it eases Elrond to see as much. ]

Yes, this at least she has no reason to worry for. My mundane would not want her to worry; though she can understand the sentiment, as she has many of her own in turn.

[thelastking]

If so, then it's only a matter of time until we've inherited their endless fretting.

[ He says this with a teasing smile. ]

I suggest we halt them now before we are driven to madness.