[ when he can no longer taste bile, he finally opens his eye again, breathing in carefully through his nose. he doesn't have enough distance yet to allow himself to think consciously of his imprisonment. ]

There are things we have yet to discuss, but I have heard.. some. [ his mouth twists, self-conscious. ] I fear that I have not been steady enough for everything just yet. [ she knows that, and so does celebrimbor. his physical damage is the very least of it, but.. slowly, he's picking up the pieces of himself. ] It seems good to know, at least, that he was never able to touch the Three. [ it gives meaning to what he'd suffered for and died to hide. he's grateful beyond words for that.

his glance lifts at the introduction, eye widening faintly for a moment before his expression evens again. ] I assure you, there has been no rudeness on your part. I am grateful for the company.