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"Resting and recuperating, maybe do some reading," Ruque shrugged. "There's not a whole lot else that I can do. I can't write, I'm left-handed ... and we'll see how my hand is later on. That's the hand I was using to hold the vial when it blew up, after all."

"You're going to be quite bored before you get better," Aras murmured sympathetically.

"Trust me, I already am," Ruque chuckled. "I'm going to be very lazy by that time, too. Right now I'm spending quite a bit of my time sleeping."

Ruque nodded slowly. "That sounds like a plan," he mused. "Even if I suck completely, at least it will be something to keep me occupied."

He lifted his injured hand slightly. "Do you think she could come here? I'd rather not go out in the sun. I'm burned enough as it is."

Ruque chuckled at Lin's final comment. "Never know til I try," he grinned. He winced. "Ah ..."

Note to self, he thought, no sudden movements, and be careful laughing.

"Still, better to be pessimistic and overjoyed when you succeed than to be optimistic and be disappointed when you don't," he went on.

"Sounds like fun," Ruque grinned, careful not to grin too widely, especially on his left side. "I have to say I'm looking forward to it. Maybe not today yet, I'm still pretty tired ... but if she could come tomorrow, if it's not too much trouble ..."

"Thanks," Ruque smiled; and he leaned back tiredly against the back of the couch.

Earendil smiled at Celebor. "So how have you been since the last time I saw you?" he asked. "It's been ... a very long time. Half a century, I'm sure by now."

Celebor chuckled. "I've been well. We had trouble in the Seconds world where we were living, so we moved here and haven't had trouble since."

"Always good," Earendil quipped. "I'm glad of it."

Earendil was loth to leave so early, but Lin was right: if they were going to get their visiting in, they had to get going. And he would be able to talk to Celebor another time, after all they were going to be there for a while.

Once they left Celebor's house, they headed off towards the river. Adanedhel and Rose lived down the river a bit, and it was a beautiful day, and Earendil was rather enjoying the walk.

"I like how it's hot, but not oppressively so," he murmured with a soft smile. "Back home, it can get to be too hot to stand sometimes."

"Indoors?" Earendil questioned, looking down at Lin. "Why would they be stuck indoors for long periods of time? I know that it's possible that they would get lots of snow here, but ..."

That much? Every winter? Somehow he doubted it.

"Have you been here for an entire winter before?" he asked curiously.

"So in your experience yes, but in knowledge, perhaps not?" Earendil grinned. "But I guess we'll see, won't we? What do you think of staying for the winter? I know Haldia is looking forward to it, and it really wouldn't be fair of us to skip out on her or take her away before she can see it."