[Now Wilhelm notices — maybe because he himself has tried to steady himself with such a breath hundreds of times. Concern pinches his expression, and his hand pauses on the door.]
Hey, is everything okay?
[Maybe the full reality of the situation is sinking in, slow like a pebble drifting to the bottom of the ocean. Maybe Elrond's collected calm isn't as easy as he makes it seem.]
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Hey, is everything okay?
[Maybe the full reality of the situation is sinking in, slow like a pebble drifting to the bottom of the ocean. Maybe Elrond's collected calm isn't as easy as he makes it seem.]