"It was what it was." And what it was was complicated. But right now Murphy's head hurts too much to feign tragedy and agreement that he deserved better. On a better day his pity party could be glorious. Today he's just in too bad a mood and while Curufin is a pretty guy and he absolutely wouldn't mind the sympathetic attention, the only part he's thinking with is his straining head.

"Alright, I really gotta find something. This is gonna be the death of me.