oh

[hamfastgamgee]

My son's alive, again...

But he's gone off, now.

...

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[elanorgamgee]

*brews some nice tea for her grandfather, composing and quieting herself before going in to see him*

*soft smile*

Grandpa? Are you up for some tea and company right now?

[hamfastgamgee]

Yes, thank you... That would be very nice. *thin smile*

I'll put the kettle on.

[elanorgamgee]

*soft smile*

I've already brewed it, Grandpa. Here. *brightens smile and offers*

*empathetic smile; soft voice* How are you feeling today?

[hamfastgamgee]

Ohhh, right. Thank you. Didn't notice it in your hand there.

*pulls out cups and saucers, though looking distant and preoccupied as if thinking of something else*

I'm a little better, I suppose, thank you. How are you feeling? You've been doing so much, and I've just... been sitting here.

I'm glad Sam's back, of course, but... Oh, I don't know.

[elanorgamgee]

*worried frown as she watches him pull out the dishes; she's just offered him the cup*

*gently stacks the dishes aside and smiles*

*nods* A little better? That's good. *soft smile* All loss and grief takes time to heal, Grandpa. And you've suffered two extremely painful, traumatic losses at one time. Would it help to talk about it?

[hamfastgamgee]

*is about to reply, until Bilbo's figure appears*