Well, I for one, am grateful for the feasting break. [ Gildor comments back, pulling the violin case off his shoulders. He's been down in the village, busking and playing wherever he's welcome to. He loves it, but another feast would mean more playing, and his hands need a rest. That, and the alcohol present at feasts is still a problem. He knows he need not mention it - Bellamy is well aware of his feelings and struggles with it.
Bellamy seems in as need of a distraction as ever - his mind is secure from Gildor's prying concern, though there is undoubtedly a sense of stress making the edges of the mental link fray. ]
May I? [ He sits and slips a glove off - lace fingertips almost worn to holes - and holds a calloused hand out to inspect the object Bellamy asks of. ]
barracks / wildcard (day after arrival)
Bellamy seems in as need of a distraction as ever - his mind is secure from Gildor's prying concern, though there is undoubtedly a sense of stress making the edges of the mental link fray. ]
May I? [ He sits and slips a glove off - lace fingertips almost worn to holes - and holds a calloused hand out to inspect the object Bellamy asks of. ]