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Amanda will try to snap him out of it or brood with him. She isn't sure yet which.

"Hello Gorlim." Amanda walks over to him, all subdued. THough he really hasn't known much of the perky Amanda anyway.

She's welcome to do either, thought she may not want to so much when Abs tells her who it was gave him that black eye...

"H'lo, Amanda," he broods. Broodingly.

If Amanda does decide to be mad this can always be millitimed to before that.

Amanda takes a seat univeted because she knows better then to wait for someone that's brroding to offer a seat.

Then she hugs him. Why becasue that's the mood she is in.

Ah, the magic of millitime.

She can come rail on him when he gets nabbed by security, then.

Gorlim tenses at the hug, startled. Because that's the kind of mood HE'S in. He gets used to it in a few seconds, though.

"Hey, um... you okay?"

Because why else would someone hug him unless they were looking for help?

Finally letting him go. The hug was really all the help that she needed.

"Not really. But then again I think you have an idea why." she figures that he knows about GUppy, hence the brooding. "THough GUppy does seem to be getting better." As does Serena. Now she just needs to find Magius and get Nina back and she'll be as good as new. Yeah right.

And at that, he smiles. "Yes. He does. Nice to hear him talking coherently again. Nice he recognizes me again. Bloody awful, when your mind does that to you." He knows what he's talking about.

Sadly as of this past weekend so does Amanda. "He is a very special man." who deserves so much better then the torture that his father put him through

"Yeah but sometimes it's unavoidable." bitter much.

"True enough." And just as bitter. "Guppy says you've up and adopted him. 'S a good thing. He needs to be looked after when I can't."

Amanda can't help but smile at that, "I just care about him and want to make sure that he's taking care of himself."

her eyes go sullen, "Thank you for being there for him the last few days." she feels very guilty about being AWOL when he needed her.

He shrugs. "He'd have done it for me," is all he says. And for once, he thinks he believes it. "He's helped me find a doctor to talk to about my nightmares and things." It's really the and things which is the worrying part, but he doesn't need to worry HER.

"WHat's amazing is that he would do it for anyone. Even his owrse enemy. He's just that special and kind of a man." her eyes are warm.

It seems she has decided to both brood and cheer him up. Wierd. "How is your daughter?" smiling

"She is well. It's amazing how fast they grow. Still not big enough to spork Ramon, though. Which is unfortunate. I am impatient."

"Why would she want to spork Ramon?" her tone playful and light. "And don't rush things. As you say they grow up fast."

"Because Ramon will fight back. Gotta teach the lass to defend herself, right?"

"Absolutely." Amanda nods in approval, "Every young woman should know how to defend herself from the Ramon's of the worlds."

"Yep. Which is why I intend to let him teach her." Gorlim grins.

She applaudes him, literaly. Amanda adores their 'little' family and it shows in her expression.

"And how is Namo? It has been sometimr since I've spoken with him."

A Beoring in a bad mood does not frighten a Vala in a pleasant one.

He comes up behind Gorlim -- making certain his mind is in clear sight of Gorlim's so there is no sneaking up on him -- wrapping his arms around his waist loosely.

"Why the brooding, love?" he asks softly near his ear.

Gorlim chirps moodily and leand back against him with a sigh.

"Hey, you." He grabs some of the Vala's long hair and pulls him down so he can kiss him properly.

He smiles, welcoming such a kiss.

"I find it wonderfully pleasant how much you like my hair. Very much like Little Bit. Perhaps that is where she gets it from?"

A small, teasing kiss as he tightens his arms.

"Tell me, my little bird -- why such an expression?"

"Perhaps."

He keeps playting with the hair, seperating it into three bunches so he can braid it.

"I dunno, really. Just feeling a bit under the weather. Though it's significantly improved in the past minute and a half or so."

"I hope you do not become ill again. As much as I enjoy tending to you, being sick did not seem very enjoyable for you."

He watches Gorlim plait his hair, the smile on his lips widening ever so slightly to think he could improve Gorlim's mood by simply being near.

"I found sleeping with you in the stables restful and warming. Thank you for allowing me to."

Gorlim tugs his hair and kisses him again. "I'm glad you liked it. Not most people's idea of upper-class lodgings, but it'll do. And I shall not become ill again. I just meant I'm feeling... moody." He tickles Namo's nose with the ends of his long hair.

If for no other reason, that is why he will be disappointed if Namo ever cuts it short.

Then he will be disappointed when Lee demands he change his hair and eyes when going to that modern time.

As for the moment, though, the tickling of his nose with the ends of his hair causes him to step back and sneeze. He wipes his nose with a handkerchief, eyes mock-glowering at the Man.

"Have we not discussed making me sneeze?" he asks as he pockets the cloth. "Moody? Is there something I can do to perhaps bring a smile to your face, even if only for a moment?"

He twists around, smiling at the Vala now.

"You just have," he chuckles softly. "I enjoy teasing you. Forgive me?" He reaches his hand towards Namo.

He laces his fingers with Gorlim's, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"There is nothing to forgive, for I like you teasing me. It is nice to be playful."

"It is. I worry I did not teach you that lesson well enough." He stands up, figers of both hands lacing with Namo's, and tugs him into a random little waltzing dance.

Námo falls easily into this dance, his eyes shining at the activity.

"Not well enough?" he asks. "Dear one, you have taught me so much, and the fault does not rest upon your shoulders if I have been slow at certain lessons. I do try, though. I am trying to be... well, to be better."

I just wish to make you happy.

He tugs Namo about, humming. "Better how, lover?"

He closes his eyes, listening to Gorlim's humming as his feet move.

"Simply better. I have been moody. Overly much. Nerdanel stomped her foot at me the other day, demanding I cease being cold -- even to those I loved." He opens his eyes. "She is a firebrand, very brash for a female."

"You obviously never knew Emeldir," he says, grinning. "Nana gives good advice. You'd better listen."

He takes a sudden, quick step at Namo, forcing him back into a dip, then pulls him up and kisses him.

"And she can be extremely comforting, when she isn't scolding."

He moans softly into the kiss, not used to being dipped and kissed.

"You call her 'Nana'?"

This was a new development.

"And why was she scolding -- or comforting -- you, love?"

He spins him around, nuzzling his neck for a brief moment before beginning their dance again.

He purrs and leaps away playfully, keeping one hand in Namo's but not keeping still long enough for him to get close and do it again.

At least for a minute or two.

"She scolded me for hitting Abs and then held me in her lap and sang to me." He grins suddenly. "Namo... our son moved. He kicked me."

Námo pulls him in closer, slowly in their dance some.

"He moved? My! I have not seen her today, so I have not heard that news. He moved..." His eyes glitter. "He is truly inside her..."

Gorlim leaps into his arms and kicces his nose joyfully. "YES, Namo! Oh, you MUST go see her!! She sang to me and he kicked!! She said it was the first time she thought anyone else could feel it. I did!" He GRINS. "Namo can you share memories through the bond? I could share it with you!"

He holds him tightly to him.

"I have shared my memories with you, and you have shared some of your with me -- I would think it has not changed, lover. I would share this joy with you, yes."

His own lips are curved in a large, cheerful smile as he looks into the little birds face.

Gorlim throws his arms around Namo's neck and presses his forehead to his lover's. Seeking the bond, there is a moment of hesitation before Gorlim decides how much of the memory (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/10522271.html?thread=435618975#t435618975) to allow his lover to view.

He holds him close in his arms as the memory flows over him -- the pain and the joy -- and he inhales his scent. The Vala's eyes slip shut, allowing that wonder and happiness when Feahelcë kicked to wash through him.

It is not a joy or happiness he could have experienced on his own.

But, with Gorlim, he is able to.

"Oh, lover, I will always come for you," he finally says.

"I know." He leans away just far enough to be able to look into Namo's eyes. "And I will ALWAYS come to you. I hope... I hope you do not mind, the name I have taken to calling Nerdanel?"

No, he and the Elf were not even friends -- they were more reluctant partners over a common goal.

But she brought Gorlim happiness.

"Not at all, love." He nuzzles his nose. "In fact -- would you like to give her a gift? Something very, very special?"

"Yes! Yes, I would like that VERY much. What do you have in mind, beloved?"

"What do you know of the Oath of Fëanor? Or of the Doom of the Noldor, love? Do you know of the fates of her sons?" he asks, beginning their dance again.

Gorlim follows bouncily.

"I know all about it. Maglor told me. Why?"

He spins them.

"Nelyafinwë, Turcafinwë, Morifinwë and Curufinwë all still reside in my Halls with Feanáro. While Feanáro cannot be reborn yet, and I have the impression Nerdanel would be most displeased for him to be, her sons are free of the Doom and the Oath."

Námo slows.

"I plan to release them, lover. I will allow them rebirth."

He stops, looking down into Gorlim's face.

"I want to do that very soon. I want you to go with me when I do."

At which point, Gorlim trips over his feet and into Namo's arms.

"When? I would love to!"

There is no hesitation.

"We could leave now if you wanted, love."

Gorlim considers.

It can't take long, can it?

He knows Guppy's being watched.

His wife and daughter are safe and happy.

Everyone else can manage a few hours. They could be gone up to a month and even if Security came for him, it could be put down to being just a big bar.

He has his sword. He's gotten by with less.

He takes Namo's hand.

"Let's go."

He kisses him.

"Yes."