Turgon: *taking Maeglin to the park as part of 'give Maeglin and Idril3 a walk' in his work schedule*
Maglor: *spots them; been meaning to talk to Turgon, in light of recent events*
Maeglin: *trying to engage Idril3 in wrassling*
Turgon: No, Mae. Idril3 is a delicate princess
Maglor: Hello, Turgon.
Turgon: GAH!
Maeglin: AHHHH!
Idril3: Wurf?
Maglor: *bends to scritch Idril3* Sorry, didn't mean to startle you. *though clearly not terribly bothered*
Turgon: You scared the baby. You should go before you distress him more.
Maeglin: *totally over it*
Maglor: He seems fine now. Probably he was reacting to you startling.
Turgon: Rrrr.
Maglor: Can we talk?
Turgon: About what? *CASUAL TONE*
( As if you don't know... )
Oh eru.