The Sunspire hesitations outside the door

terance, as he introduces himself, seems chill -- although delight feels a spasm of anxiety as he says they don't know brienne. oh. a confused sort of alarm temporarily takes his features hostage, wondering how he could have possibly fucked this up already when terance says seabreeze and it becomes clear. she'd gone seabreeze when he first met her and switched to brienne - she must be back to seabreeze now. he nods, his relief overwhelmingly apparantly. 

before he can say 'yea, that's the one', rannoch arrives. or who he assumes is rannoch. rannoch is large and oddly soft looking, to the point that looking at him at once makes delight feel significantly more comfortable. "yessir," delight says immediately, realising with a degree of sheepishness how that might look from the outside. but if rannoch is bothered by their acquisition, he doesn't show it outwardly at all and so the morwinyon allows himself to relax degree by degree. "mato and i had spoken of traveling this way some time ago -- he always spoke so highly of the vale -- and when my scout reported it was unoccupied, i thought it would make the most sense for us." returning to the place where mato began his journey. symbolic and beautiful. and maybe a little bit gauche. 

he takes a deep breath, hoping to be a little less.. everything at rannoch. "mato stepped down as our leader some time ago to focus on caring for his dying grandfather," delight explains, hoping the absence of the silvery prince isn't too much of an issue. "our scout must have missed your pack somehow -- but i hope we can, umbuild a strong relationship between tindómë and sunspire. mato's always spoken very highly of you," he adds, ducking his head slightly in embarrassment and hoping rannoch is as kindly as he looks.