[ Another sudden surge hits him, her mind like a wave - gentle, but still as unpredictable as the tides. At the very least, this time her memories are of happier times. Gildor is caught off guard again, but not nearly so badly as before. ]
(Didn't I ask for warning?)
[ His tone is only as accusing as it is mocking. Gentle, playful, happy for her. ]
(I'm glad you have such a close friend here with you. Are you sure he is-?)
[ The rest is implied in thoughts without words, the quartet in his mind trilling lightly. A love song. Just a friend, eh? ]
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(Didn't I ask for warning?)
[ His tone is only as accusing as it is mocking. Gentle, playful, happy for her. ]
(I'm glad you have such a close friend here with you. Are you sure he is-?)
[ The rest is implied in thoughts without words, the quartet in his mind trilling lightly. A love song. Just a friend, eh? ]