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[valiantfire]

Who: Fingon & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Huntress.
When: Today!

{Fingon has been spending most of his time not cooking or baking, or with his cousins, with his grandfather. Finwë hasn't been awake in a painful amount of time for an Elf, and Fingon's done his best to keep calm and keep watch over him. Mostly braiding his grandfather's hair, sewing, singing or playing his harp - the latter he makes sure to stay quiet, to avoid disturbing those sleeping or otherwise resting.

As the time has dragged on though, he's growing more and more concerned and has to speak up.}

Is it common for people to fall asleep and not wake, regardless of what is done to try and wake them?

Comments

[valiantfire]

I'm being careful though. {A feigned pout.}

I rest easier here. And I have kept doing my usual tasks.

[bythewaves]

I know. [ Maglor settles beside him and tugs fondly on one of his own braids ]

And therein lies my concern. You cannot be all things to all people, Finno. I am just as capable a cook as you, you know. And I am not asking you to leave! Only to rest. I do not wish to force you to bed.

[valiantfire]

{Fingon leans against his cousin, resting his head on Maglor's shoulder.}

I do rest. I admit to not leaving this ship as much as I have been, and that time is now spent here.

[bythewaves]

[ Gentle hands reach up to pet Fingon's hair gently ]

Not enough. Sleep, Finno. I will watch.

[valiantfire]

{A content little hum and Fingon snuggles closer, letting his eyes close under the gentle petting.}

If you are certain...

[bythewaves]

I am. And you know I am right.

[ Maglor smiles and laces sleep into his voice, humming lowly the lullabies of long ago ]

Rest, Finno. I am here. No harm will come to either of you.

[valiantfire]

{Cheater! Fingon smiles and curls against Maglor, really not even attempting to fight the music.}

Thank you. {He's always felt safe with Maedhros and Maglor.

And so is quickly asleep!}

[bythewaves]

[ Hey if it works... ]

You are welcome. [ Maglor's eyes are sad and gentle - that Fingon - that any of his cousins - should be able to trust him still, is always a marvel. But he sings for Fingon, winding gentle dreams for him as he sleeps ]