*takes time-out from the Silmaril-athon to visit his brother*

*heads over to the Talan*

Yo, bro! You up there?

Fingon? Fancy going away for a holiday?

Just the two of us? No children, no relatives, no chickens?

*stands back as his mun flails and grovels and prostrates herself in profuse apologies for not being around recently*

...

*carries on with normal business*

*calls to see Moryo partly out of curiosity, mostly out of big brotherly protectivenessTM*

*decides to go and visit his favourite brother*

Cáno! Want to go for a walk -- uh, wheel -- around the park?

*decides to visit Cáno*

*if only to get away from his own children's incessant bitching at each other*

*gets his credit card bill*

What the fuck?

*shakes his head* Try to do something nice... *mutters* ...all in the upbringing... *grumbles* ... stupid to think that you could make an impression at this stage, Russandol... *sighs*

*arrives home after a pleasant day with his grandbalrogdaughter*

Canyo! Son! I have a present for you!

*figures that he probably should find out how his grandbalrogdaughter is* :S

Family duty, oy vey.

*arms himself to the teeth and sets out in the approximate direction of the temple*

*paces outside his brother's room for a while, chewing on a thumbnail*

*finally opens the door*

:-S

Cáno?

*sits beside the bed*

Oh, Eru, I'm so sorry. Really sorry. Cáno? Oi, Cáno?

*runs out of Este's office, roaring, shouting and generally displaying fiery chasm-seeking behaviour*