{Ehtyarion turns his head and gently nuzzles Maglor's shoulder, cautious with his horn.}
He will not be left alone, I promise you. {He presses his lips together, shaking his head.} My heart has room for many friends. As does Arwen's. She has encouraged me to support you because she loves you.
{His brow furrows.} Does she think highly of Morla?
{Action}
He will not be left alone, I promise you. {He presses his lips together, shaking his head.} My heart has room for many friends. As does Arwen's. She has encouraged me to support you because she loves you.
{His brow furrows.} Does she think highly of Morla?