[ Galadriel will barrel through just about anything she wants to when she wants to, but small-talk is very rarely one of those things. Truth be told, she would likely be content to sit in silence under this sunlight and these strange trees, all of which give off an air of nothing. More likely she would rather simply leave in search of something more productive to do.
But recognizing that she's out of her element here and with no real allies to call her own (nor any army she can simply command ... or, er, yeah, boss around), she must learn to forge those relationships without help.
Perhaps this is what they call a point of character development. Well, she's trying anyway.
Hm. ]
I know something of illusions myself. None so pleasant as this, however.
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But recognizing that she's out of her element here and with no real allies to call her own (nor any army she can simply command ... or, er, yeah, boss around), she must learn to forge those relationships without help.
Perhaps this is what they call a point of character development. Well, she's trying anyway.
Hm. ]
I know something of illusions myself. None so pleasant as this, however.