[Fingon bites back a laugh and turns, the sharp hearing of the Eldar leading the way to the little girl. Few are the harpists in Hadriel, and he is among their number- so the sound of a new instrument, and an unfamiliar voice, is quickly noticeable. As is the singer's youthful voice, and while there are few dangers to the city at the moment, the thought of a young girl off on her own concerns him.
He appears eventually, a tall dark-haired figure with too-bright eyes and ears pointed but shorter than hers. Fingon gives her a warm smile in reassurance.]
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He appears eventually, a tall dark-haired figure with too-bright eyes and ears pointed but shorter than hers. Fingon gives her a warm smile in reassurance.]
Might I offer some help, young miss?