Curufn nods. He still wants to know, but he won't push it. Xue Yang is obviously struggling with the core issues of his life, and if he won't talk about it now, then he's not ready to. This has the life-and-death flavor that such events always have -- specifically, how difficult it is to take responsibility for the death of someone who mattered, and Curufin would agree that it is soul-disintegrating stuff.

"It matters to you. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. But if you ever do, I'm available."

He pulls another bag of candy out of yet another pocket. "Meantime, you can have this if you want." Xue Yang may not be finished with the first bag, but this is candy! You can't have too much of a good thing.