Better for that uncommonness, I suspect. [ perhaps it's a bit of a too-quick judgement as a response, but despite the leisure with which he might have formed opinions of those he meets, he still decides often within the first quarter-hour or less how he feels about a person- though he does not consider himself stubborn enough to remain unchanged in his views forever. the mortals simply- do not live long enough to make him change.
but maia- he likes maia. he appreciates the trust in allowing him to touch his hair, to put him to rights. with cupped hands, he guides maia's head into the basin, his ears above water so that he might hear thranduil still as he begins to wet maia's hair, to hum softly to himself as he starts his work. ]
Tell me about the woman who is to be your bride. [ it is such a simple ring that maia fusses with. is this how they signal the promise? ]
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but maia- he likes maia. he appreciates the trust in allowing him to touch his hair, to put him to rights. with cupped hands, he guides maia's head into the basin, his ears above water so that he might hear thranduil still as he begins to wet maia's hair, to hum softly to himself as he starts his work. ]
Tell me about the woman who is to be your bride. [ it is such a simple ring that maia fusses with. is this how they signal the promise? ]