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[There's some hesitation at first, unsure if the locket is working, but with a small sound from the imp beside her, she adjusts. The image is no longer one of the stars and boughs of the trees overhead but resting on the face of a weary elf. A weight had been lifted off of her with her arrival, though the chill still remained - seeming to radiate from within.]

Mae govannen [(Well met)], these creatures informed me I am in the Drabwurld just beyond the Unseelie castle. They do not seem to be able to tell me how I might return home. It is imperative that I do not linger here, my father will worry.

[Among others, though he would be first to notice her absence. It could be a terrible distraction from the war, causing worry when it was unnecessary - even cause a horrible loss. That could not happen - no on her account.]

Goheno nin [(Forgive me)], but I must return to Imladris at once. You seem to have powerful enough magic to bring me to your world, surely it could not be such a hardship to return me home. Thank you for any assistance you can provide.

[And with that the locket closes, uneasy eyes searching the forests for an unseen danger - far too accustomed to things like orcs roaming in the night. The sooner she could be returned home, the better.]

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[Well, this arrival certainly set a few things into a tizzy - namely Galadriel and Celebrian. Idril listened to other conversations, and casually eavesdropped upon the women she has kept company with.

Well then. Perhaps she should speak.]

A daughter of Celebrian and granddaughter of Galadriel. [Idril smiles.] And so kin of mine as well. You are well?

[She manages a small smile, still seated on the chaise, having had a chance to speak to her mother both reassuring and disheartening at the same time. To be in the same world as someone she never thought she'd see again and not be able to go to her immediately... It was incredibly discomforting. Almost more so than the orcs that roamed free.

The kin comment, however, draws her attention - a welcome distraction from her thoughts.]

I am no longer in the woods, a relief.

[It is as close to being well as she can manage at the moment as she waits for Maglor to arrive.]

May I ask your name, my lady?

[A relief indeed. Idril smiles.]

I am Idril, of Gondolin. And you are Arwen?

I am. This is...

[She can only let out a small sound as she tries to find the words to describe this. There were so many she would never have a chance to meet, so many that were here. It was something she would need to take full advantage of once things were more settled here.]

My mother mentioned you were here, that you've been travelling with her and grandmother.

[The fact that she apparently has some sort of notoriety is confusing to Idril; Arwen's pause is of the same sort that a good many people from their world have given here. For a moment, that confusion shows plain on Idril's countenance before she nods.]

I have been. They are both quite lovely and generous people.

[She does not address the confusion, not sure how she would handle meeting one of her kin from the future. One that knew of her when she was but a stranger.

Offering a soft smile, she gives a nod of agreement.]

I believe I will be meeting my mother at the Station and then possibly returning to you and grandmother.

[If Galadriel did not join her mother in the journey.]

I hope so. I would love to become acquainted with the kin of my kin. [And also her great-granddaughter? Someday she'll know this stuff.]

As would I. [Details are for later.] There is much to discuss.

[Some good things, some sad - but this was the only chance she'd have with her great-grandmother... She could not let it pass.]

Indeed there is. Take your rest first and spend time with your mother and grandmother. There will be time enough for us to speak.

Diola lle. Will you be joining us at the station?

[From her understanding, she and her mother would be there for as long as it was allowed so they did not have to face separation again.]

In time. There are a few things I wish to see here, in Caer Glaem.

[With more and more of her family seeming to have been pulled into these lands, she does not object to waiting for a bit before meeting her great-grandmother.]

I look forward to that time.

As do I, Arwen.

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