"Of course I will come and play for the Bardic Circle!" He smiled, too. "Most of the people will never have heard Maglor sing, so they won't be comparing me to him." Good to be able to joke like this, despite how much he missed his brother.

"You're right about the denim. It will last at least ten years. Far better than those wool fabrics we used to use." He clenched his bicep and the smile grew broader.

And then he listened to Glorfindel as he accepted Curufin's apology. "I thank you. It was a terrible position to be in, and yet, if I had the chance to do it all over again, I know I would make different choices. I'm grateful to you for your efforts to understand what happened. I don't deserve it, but it heals my heart to hear that you value our friendship."

His grin came back, a bright white grin. "I like the view from my part of the beach, too." He waved a hand to indicate Glorfindel's outfit.