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[There's Legolas, sitting at a terminal and looking thoughtful. There's a small, leatherbound notebook in front of him and a fountain pen. He wasn't sure if they'd belonged to anyone when he'd gathered what he needed but he could return it all later. In neat script on the first page is a passage written in Sindarin. And below it, a translation of it.]

What is it you miss of home, most of all? What is it, that if ever we return, you will seek out first?

I want to write it all here in this book. I want to make sure that no one forgets what most they miss here. No matter what it is that we endure, we'll need only look into it to remind ourselves of happier times. Times that, with hope, are not forever lost to us.

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[His expressions softens, considerably and his tone becomes soft and surprisingly understanding. Considering what he'd recently done with Haldir, it's not surprising. Not that it's common knowledge yet.]

I am sorry that you've been separated from her. I promise that you'll see her again though.

[This makes him want to try all the harder to fight the administrators. He has to ask though:]

Do you want this written in the book?

[It's more sensitive a thing than he'd expected.]

Thanks. It means a lot. I know... I know I'll find her.

[He smiles, nodding slightly. It's a sad smile, but one that he's trying to make look happier.]

Yeah. That can go in the book. Not like I'm the only one here missing a loved one.

[Legolas nods, writing carefully. Even adding a quick sketch of a couple holding each other beside it and lifting the book enough for him to see.]

No, but I understand that some people hurt enough that they don't want others to see.