Glorfindel did not point out that he himself mimicked sunlight, but he agreed that the silent stillness of the Greenhouse car put him on edge. It was like a forest that knew danger was coming and all the living things were holding their breath, waiting for the danger to pass. Music would even help. Or bees. Bees would be nice.

"Take your time and breathe deep out here, then, friend. We will make do without you, I am sure."