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[twilightminstrel]

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[twilightminstrel]

He chuckled and sat on the edge of the coffee table, holding his cup in both hands as if for warmth. "No, just a mind reader," he quipped.

"None-the-less it's necessary. From the sounds of it, Erestor never rested, and loves paperwork." A shrug. "We'll manage." They always did.

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"An excellent one, in that case!" Loren retorts with a laugh.

"With a gift for foresight, at that! And you have him pegged - you would have liked him, I think."

He nods, relaxing. "We will. As we always do. Thank you my friend. You always know how to cheer me up."

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He sipped his tea, enjoying the laugh.

"Maybe I'll meet him. Only time and the Valar know, I suppose."

Darren smiled gently, moving a foot to nudge Loren. "You do the same for the rest of us."

[returnedgold]

"Your lips to the Valar's ears, my friend!" Glorfindel laughs.

"Although I might not survive the meeting, as I suspect the two of you would hit it off very well."

He grins and nudges back. "Only because I have people like you to help."

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Darren grinned, lifting his tea cup in answer.

"You'd be fine." A beat, "or a certain Vala would be quite irate with me for sending you back to his doorstep."

A chuckle. "We're here because of you." Then sobering a little. "I know I am."

[returnedgold]

Glorfindel chortles. "I would probably be in more trouble than you!"

He sobers as well. "No, my friend. Do not underestimate yourself. We found you, sure enough, but you were the one who survived that long, and did not Fade."

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"Undoubtedly!"

The smile he leveled at Loren was genuine, but wan. "I should have, long before you found me." Darren shook his head and switched subjects back to what had plagued his friend. "Is it just the paperwork you're having trouble with? I could take a look."

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"You would not have." Loren refutes firmly.

"You are far stronger than you think, old friend."

He brightens at that. "Would you? I could use an extra set of eyes, I confess - I have been staring at them for so long now that I no longer know what language I am supposed to be writing in!"

[twilightminstrel]

He sipped his tea rather than answer. He'd never understood why he hadn't Faded, only that Glorfindel and the twins played a big part in it.

He snorted fondly and nodded. "I think I can remember which language to write in at least!"

[returnedgold]

Glorfindel might argue that it is very hard to do anything like fading when the twins are around. Because. Well. It's the Twins.....

"You're a life saver" Loren says fervently. "I don't know what I'd do without you. But that can wait until after dinner, anyway. Whose turn is it?"

[twilightminstrel]

The Twins were enough on their own! But add Glorfindel to the mix and no one had a chance.

"Yours," he answered glibly, eyes laughing at his friend. "I'll help you clean up after then we can go over the paperwork."

[returnedgold]

"Huh, I thought I cooked last night." He frowns, but his eyes are laughing.

"Sure - lobster?"

[twilightminstrel]

"Did you?" Innocent~ Darren grinned. "Sounds good."

[returnedgold]

"Hmmmm... maybe I'm getting forgetful in my old age." He teases back and hefts himself off the couch.

"Whoof, alright, I'd best get started - who else is coming home for dinner?"

[twilightminstrel]

"You are getting up there," he smirked playfully. He drained his cup and stood, walking after.

"The Twins of course, and Ron."

[returnedgold]

"Am I older than you? I forget!" He laughs over his shoulder.

"Alright, so five... any of the others tonight? It's been quiet, so I expect things are... well. Relatively peaceful. Misty?"

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"Are you?" Oh so innocent. Darren washed the two tea cups and the pot he'd used, then set them drying.

"Hm...Misty might show up. I don't expect the others, though it would be easy enough to make enough for all."

[returnedgold]

"Eh, time's hard to measure without Moon and Sun, let's assume we're about the same age and run with that."

He rifles through the larder and fridge to find the things they need.

"I'll make lobster pasta then, that way we'll have leftover, and if anyone drops by there'll be extra. Unless Alex comes by, in which case I might need to make more!"

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He grinned. "So we're both ancient."

Darren leaned a hip against the counter, arms folding across his chest as he watched Loren work. He didn't mind keeping his friend company. He smirked. "Well, we'll just have to see if he drops by to eat all our food!"

[returnedgold]

"Doddering old fools" He agrees cheerfully.

"Can you pass me that bowl and start shelling peas?"

He snorts in amusement. "At least we know that whatever else has gone on, he's still got a good appetite. I suppose we have Ron to thank for that."

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"I still want a cane to shake at the kiddles to get off the lawn."

He fetched the bowl, handing it over, then got to work on the peas without complaint. "Praise be for small mercies!"

[returnedgold]

"I will tell the twins that." he threatens merrily. "And you will regret it!"

They work side by side, quick and efficient.

"Mm, I hate to think what he who be like if Ron hadn't had a hand in his training."

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He laughed. "Oh, will I?"

Once done with the peas, he swiftly started washing the rice.

"Not as well. For any of us."

[returnedgold]

"Well there is only one way to find out!" He laughs, good mood well and truly restored.

"Aye. We need people like Alex, little though he likes it! Although I suspect he likes it more than he lets on."