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Turin: I think Gwindor's going to try and get rid of me. ;.;
Turin: 'Cause he was talking to Gelmir andandand ...
Finduilas: *hugs* I won't let him get rid of you.
Turin: You promise?
Finduilas: *nods* I promise.
Finduilas: Of course, he could throw me out, too, but we won't think about that.
Turin: I think he's still jealous. But you don't have feelings for me, do you?
Finduilas: Um... I'm not sure. I don't think it's anything other than friendship now
Turin: Good, because I'm right afraid of him sometimes.
Finduilas: *nod* He can be a bit intimidating, yes.
Turin: He used to be my best friend, too. I miss that. I hate that I drag doom around.
Finduilas: *hugs* That's not your fault, though.
Turin: *hugs back* I know it isn't. But it's still annoying. I get all my friends killed. Even you. I'm sorry, Finduilas ... that I wasn't hearing you.
Finduilas: Shh. That wasn't your fault, either, Turin. You couldn't help being under Glaurung's spell.
Turin: I know it wasn't, but it hurts a lot, and now Glaurung's back and pretending to be me and is probably torturing Niniel and maybe even Gwindor and Gwindor's mad at me for being here and doesn't really want me here and I'm rambling again.
Finduilas: *squeezes his shoulder* Gwindor is just worried. He's not mad at you. Glaurung... will be dealt with. We will find a way. And... *looks him in the eye* past pain can be mended.
Turin: I ... I hope so, my lady. *resorts to being formal and acting small*
Finduilas: Turin, please. You need not be so formal. Things will turn out right.
Turin: I admit to being slightly scared right now, Finduilas. Glaurung frightens me to no end.
Finduilas: *nods* And me. But we will find a way to defeat him. Keep Niniel informed that he is walking in your form. I will tell Gwindor and Gelmir.
Turin: I cannot find her.
Turin: I have been looking for ... quite a while.
Finduilas: *frowns* We shall have to keep searching, then.
Turin: I hope she can be found.
Finduilas: *nods* I hope so, too. *pats his hand absently* I'm sure we will.
Turin: I love her. I hear over and over that I shouldn't love her the way I do ... is that true?
Finduilas: I cannot tell you, Turin. It is not my place to say. You cannot help who your heart chooses to love.
Turin: Actually ... *sighs* The dragon chose that for me. Not that I love her any less because of it.
Finduilas: *sympathetic smile* I cannot tell you whether or not it is wrong to love her, Turin.
Turin: I wish someone could. Like maybe her.
Finduilas: She can only tell you when we find her. And we will.
Turin: We need a to-do list. 1. Make sure Gwindor isn't out to get me. 2. Find Niniel. 3. Kill Glaurung again or at least make a peace treaty.
Finduilas: Can you think of anything else?
Turin: Um. Get Finrod a wedding present.
Finduilas: He is marrying?
Turin: Yes, to Amarie. Finally.
Finduilas: *nods* It's about time. I'm glad they are marrying.
Turin: He did kind of abruptly leave her. Poor girl.
Finduilas: Yes... I'm sure they will be happy.
Turin: I do hope so. She was so angry with him at first. He found her ... er ... with Maedhros ...
Finduilas: ... *shakes her head* Life has truly become interesting since coming back...
Turin: It has, hasn't it? Arda is very strange now ... but I feel as much at home as I did before.
Finduilas: I feel different, somehow... Though, I have been back before, Gwindor tells me.
Turin: And you don't remember.
Finduilas: No, I don't.... I find it a bit odd that I don't remember...
Turin: Supposedly so have I.
Finduilas: You have?
Turin: According to Niniel.
Finduilas: But... I thought you hadn't seen Niniel...
Turin: Oh, no, I -have.- Just not in a long time. She found me when I first returned. And then was just gone ...
Finduilas: Oh. So both of us have been here, and neither of us remember it. I suppose it is just as a new life for us, then.
Turin: *slight twitch* Yes, I suppose that it is. And I just used the same exact word that you did.
Finduilas: *pats his hand* Is this a bad beginning for you?
Turin: I don't think it's any worse than before.
Finduilas: *nods* Hopefully it will be better.
Turin: Better would be good. A lot better than ... well, that's being redundant, saying that better would be better than now. But better than before, too. *half-smile*
Finduilas: *smiles* Yes, better than before would be very nice.
Turin: 'Cause he was talking to Gelmir andandand ...
Finduilas: *hugs* I won't let him get rid of you.
Turin: You promise?
Finduilas: *nods* I promise.
Finduilas: Of course, he could throw me out, too, but we won't think about that.
Turin: I think he's still jealous. But you don't have feelings for me, do you?
Finduilas: Um... I'm not sure. I don't think it's anything other than friendship now
Turin: Good, because I'm right afraid of him sometimes.
Finduilas: *nod* He can be a bit intimidating, yes.
Turin: He used to be my best friend, too. I miss that. I hate that I drag doom around.
Finduilas: *hugs* That's not your fault, though.
Turin: *hugs back* I know it isn't. But it's still annoying. I get all my friends killed. Even you. I'm sorry, Finduilas ... that I wasn't hearing you.
Finduilas: Shh. That wasn't your fault, either, Turin. You couldn't help being under Glaurung's spell.
Turin: I know it wasn't, but it hurts a lot, and now Glaurung's back and pretending to be me and is probably torturing Niniel and maybe even Gwindor and Gwindor's mad at me for being here and doesn't really want me here and I'm rambling again.
Finduilas: *squeezes his shoulder* Gwindor is just worried. He's not mad at you. Glaurung... will be dealt with. We will find a way. And... *looks him in the eye* past pain can be mended.
Turin: I ... I hope so, my lady. *resorts to being formal and acting small*
Finduilas: Turin, please. You need not be so formal. Things will turn out right.
Turin: I admit to being slightly scared right now, Finduilas. Glaurung frightens me to no end.
Finduilas: *nods* And me. But we will find a way to defeat him. Keep Niniel informed that he is walking in your form. I will tell Gwindor and Gelmir.
Turin: I cannot find her.
Turin: I have been looking for ... quite a while.
Finduilas: *frowns* We shall have to keep searching, then.
Turin: I hope she can be found.
Finduilas: *nods* I hope so, too. *pats his hand absently* I'm sure we will.
Turin: I love her. I hear over and over that I shouldn't love her the way I do ... is that true?
Finduilas: I cannot tell you, Turin. It is not my place to say. You cannot help who your heart chooses to love.
Turin: Actually ... *sighs* The dragon chose that for me. Not that I love her any less because of it.
Finduilas: *sympathetic smile* I cannot tell you whether or not it is wrong to love her, Turin.
Turin: I wish someone could. Like maybe her.
Finduilas: She can only tell you when we find her. And we will.
Turin: We need a to-do list. 1. Make sure Gwindor isn't out to get me. 2. Find Niniel. 3. Kill Glaurung again or at least make a peace treaty.
Finduilas: Can you think of anything else?
Turin: Um. Get Finrod a wedding present.
Finduilas: He is marrying?
Turin: Yes, to Amarie. Finally.
Finduilas: *nods* It's about time. I'm glad they are marrying.
Turin: He did kind of abruptly leave her. Poor girl.
Finduilas: Yes... I'm sure they will be happy.
Turin: I do hope so. She was so angry with him at first. He found her ... er ... with Maedhros ...
Finduilas: ... *shakes her head* Life has truly become interesting since coming back...
Turin: It has, hasn't it? Arda is very strange now ... but I feel as much at home as I did before.
Finduilas: I feel different, somehow... Though, I have been back before, Gwindor tells me.
Turin: And you don't remember.
Finduilas: No, I don't.... I find it a bit odd that I don't remember...
Turin: Supposedly so have I.
Finduilas: You have?
Turin: According to Niniel.
Finduilas: But... I thought you hadn't seen Niniel...
Turin: Oh, no, I -have.- Just not in a long time. She found me when I first returned. And then was just gone ...
Finduilas: Oh. So both of us have been here, and neither of us remember it. I suppose it is just as a new life for us, then.
Turin: *slight twitch* Yes, I suppose that it is. And I just used the same exact word that you did.
Finduilas: *pats his hand* Is this a bad beginning for you?
Turin: I don't think it's any worse than before.
Finduilas: *nods* Hopefully it will be better.
Turin: Better would be good. A lot better than ... well, that's being redundant, saying that better would be better than now. But better than before, too. *half-smile*
Finduilas: *smiles* Yes, better than before would be very nice.