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Worrisome and Worrisome [Dictation + Action]

I do not know who all might be concerned for it, but it seems Felix might be on a Castle induced sleeping spell, much like I was a few months ago. I thought it might have just been exhaustion from his spells, but... after two days, I do not think so. I cannot saw how long it shall last, but for the time being he is sleeping, so if you have been looking for him - well, there is your answer.

[Not wanting to admit how worried he was, even if it was only him sleeping, Ashura rose, grabbing his fur lined robe and went out to the snow dusted gardens. It was cold and brisk, but he needed that rather than the warm comfort of his rooms. He walked along the snowy paths, black hair and white robe trailing in an oddly austere way, breath misting in front of him.

This was his version of pacing, the royal version.

Perhaps you even catch him as he comes to one of the benches. And in the interest of not being terribly cold, he summons fire to burn away the snow and evaporate the water to create a dry spot for himself to sit. From there, he proceeds to use his fire to carve out patterns in the snow, swirling and twirling in natural looking designs mixed with geometric. It was a concentration exercise, as well as a way to take his mind off things.]

Action Locked to Galadriel (Or Celeborn If They So Wish)

[Having properly brooded outside and having paused to make sure Felix was comfortable for the time being, he hurries through the halls to the room of one Galadriel. Smoothing his robes, he knocked quickly on her door and prayed she was there, or perhaps her husband. Either way, he wished to speak with her, as he found a comfort in her he rarely found around anyone - a parental sort of comfort.]

Gods, please be here...

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Shit! Is he okay?

Yes, I believe so. He is just sleeping. I did the same, not long ago, so I presume that he is merely dreaming.

I hope so... Where is he? In the clinic or in his [their?] room?

In our room now, sleeping. He is comfortable, at the least.

Would it be okay if I came to visit sometime?

Yes, I do not see why that should be a problem. He could probably use someone else talking his ear off as he sleeps than me.

[It's not long before she opens the door, expression softening immediately upon the sight of Ashura.]

Ashura. To what do I owe the pleasure?

I wish it were for pleasure that I come, Galadriel.

_{[He stepped inside, perhaps a bit rudely, but he was twisting the ring Felix had given him on his finger, a clear sign of his distress if he would give no other.]}

Felix is in, what I hope to be, a Castle induced sleep. He has been for two days now...

[His distress was plain, at least to her; she could hardly object to his stepping inside under the circumstances. Instead, she shuts the door behind him and places a hand on his back to guide him to the sofa.]

Come, sit.

_{[He follows without question, sitting down, perhaps a bit less gracefully than usual.]}

I know he will come out of it, as I have come out of mine before, but... it makes it no easier, the knowledge. What if he... what if he is dreaming? Dreaming of dark things?

_{[He could not protect him from those.]}

[She sits beside him, taking his hands in her own.] You cannot protect him from all things, my friend, however much you may wish to do so.

I know. He has scolded me for it, actually, but... no one should face dark things alone.

_{[His hands shook in hers, thinking of the things he faced back in his own world, the thing that awaited him. Death. Hopefully he would be rewarded for it, for it all, by being with Yasha, but in the past years here he had found things to live for again. And now Death cast a shadow that scared him.]}

Perhaps I am just over thinking. The Castle was kind to me, and I dreamt little or only of good things. Perhaps it shall be the same for him.

You worry for him. It is natural enough, even if there is little we may do.

I am tried of that feeling, Galadriel. In my home world, the man I loved, I had to fight him and there was nothing I could do.

I know that as well- that feeling of helplessness. I have watched my brothers march off to war, never to return and watched my husband do the same, fearing he might meet the same end.

If I could offer you a means to be free of it, I would do so without hesitation.

_{[He looked at her and nodded, and against all protocol he came in closer to her and leaned against her, a child seeking the aid and comfort of a parent.]}

I would think it would get easier, and it does not, and suddenly I find myself carrying Felix's fears in my heart - that we will disappear, leave each other behind...

[And, like a mother comforting a child, she placed her hand on his back- a small gesture, but a supportive one.]

That is the way of it; you will carry his fears and he will carry yours.

_{[He sighed, leaning into her more, seeming to need the comfort.]}

I wish I could help him carry more, at times. I do not regret coming here, but at times I feel like this place is more test than anything.

I cannot argue with that. [As much as she loves the people she's met here, she will never think of it as anything but an obstacle. An opponent.]

_{[He leaned up here and rubbed his cheek, as if suddenly embarrassed.]}

I am sorry, I should wish us up some tea. Apologies that I came empty-handed this time.

There is no need; I have tea aplenty. [She stands and starts moving toward the little kitchenette in the room.] Sit. Rest. I will fetch some.

_{[He nods gratefully and remains seated, though he continues to play with the ring on his finger.]}

Did you enjoy Christmas, Galadriel?

_{[It seemed an easier topic to handle at the moment.]}

I enjoyed it well enough. I do not celebrate the day myself, as you know, but it was pleasant to spend time with kith and kin all the same.

[She sets the kettle on and fishes through the cupboard for the tea itself.]

_{[He nodded.]}

That is good. I am glad that more people from your home world have arrived, my friend.

We have been graced with yet another. [She starts setting a place for the tea at the little table near the sofa.] Have I told you anything of hobbits?

Hobbits? No, I do not believe you have. I know only of the elves, and I think once you have addressed wizards.

_{[He politely waits for her to serve, she being the hostess, finally stopping his fidgeting with the ring.]}

[And serve she does.]

They are small- no larger than children to our eyes- but they have great strength of spirit. There was one here when first I arrived and now another has come- Master Frodo Baggins.

Oh... Oh I do believe I have met him. The poor thing looked lost and in terrible need of a bath. I tried to get him food and a bath, but he said he just wished to go to his room. I pointed him in the right direction, but he didn't want me showing him.

A bit paranoid, that one.

He is not without his reasons. You do not know what he has been through, what he has faced. [There's something sad about her when she says it. Almost regretful.]

I meant no disrespect, Galadriel.

_{[He reached out and held her hand again, liking the comfort of it - for them both.]}

He seemed very nice, but as I said, paranoid, though I am sure there is reason. I hope I get to meet him again, he seemed a sweet soul.

I know you did not. [She sighs a little.] I am certain you shall meet him again. Once he has had time to recover, I imagine he will be about more.

Well, he should. If he has cause to be so worried, it will be nice for him to find a bit of solace and rest.

We do seem to be getting into the habit of this, don't we. I'm sure he'll be fine, though.

I know, I only... I wish it did not like so much. It is one of those that makes you feel particularly helpless...

I know. Find a project to take your mind off of things, perhaps?

Perhaps. I need to change the winter flowers, or perhaps organizing the closets again...

_{[He sighed.]}

At the least I should clean his desk in Chimera.

Knowing mages, he's half as likely to complain if you do. But I'm sure we have notes that need organizing - I have some sketches from the Insolitus, at the very least.

Insolitus? A new project of yours?

Perhaps - I haven't decided yet. But a group of us went into the tunnels for a few days, just after Christmas.

Oh, yes, I remember. I chose not to follow, but I heard of it.

_{[He had been being true to his promise not to smother Felix, and he did not like being underground himself.]}

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