[Alshoa tap taps the Locket screen, peering at Maglor with one bright eye. Vanyel seems to be listening to her, his eyes unfocused. Then he smiles warmly and sets her on the back of a chair.]

She is a proud creature, Maglor. If she sensed danger, she would fight to return to me. You needn't worry about her being naive.

[He pauses before adding:]

And she tells me you have...a voice of song? [Birds can only communicate so well and their phrases are sometimes exceptionally simple (and thus confusing).]