*helps Maglor deposit Feanor in his bed after his abortive attempt to
baptise caranthire in the killer fish pond.*
*heads to the park after that for some well-earned peace and quiet.
Please. An hour, that's all I ask. No religious zealots, no flashbacks, no coups, dragons or napalm incidents. Is that asking so much?
*settles on a park bench and lights his pipe*