[ Some things simply must be done a certain way. Elrond knows this himself.
The knock makes him pause in setting groceries away, then sets the last item in place before moving to answer it. He raises a brow curiously at the man he sees before him, puzzling over how solid and yet not the other feels. Not an Elf, or a Maia, and yet somehow still very human. ]
Yes? How may I help you?
[ The wine hints that this might not be a request for healing. ]
no subject
The knock makes him pause in setting groceries away, then sets the last item in place before moving to answer it. He raises a brow curiously at the man he sees before him, puzzling over how solid and yet not the other feels. Not an Elf, or a Maia, and yet somehow still very human. ]
Yes? How may I help you?
[ The wine hints that this might not be a request for healing. ]