[She had known many that seem like him, elves were not beings of infinite patience like many of the second born seemed to think. Still, it does not truly bother her and it seems like Set leaves much of his pondering to Thoth. She wonders if he is his council then, or if this is the usual way of things.

Thingol had only listened to his wife, and even then not when it was truly important. He had been as stubborn as he had been wise and it had been the ruin of Doriath. Perhaps this was better?]

You have no word for elves, and we have no word for desert. We are both out of our element, though perhaps me more than the two of you. [Given that she is in a foreign land with no way to back up her claims or get home. She is as at their mercy as she would have been at Morgoths had she awoken in Angband in the time before he was dragged back across the sea.]

I have no ill intent for you or your people. I have never harmed anyone, even in self defence. I do not know why I was drawn here but perhaps I can be a help in some way. I am nearing a thousand years of age, I know much of my peoples craft as long as you do not make me a smith. I am very good with animals and plants.