Celegorm opens a door and finds himself looking, not into a guest room, but into a bar.
It is not plausible that someone turned this room into a bar, both because it's not a very Noldorin bar and because the room is too big; he built this fortress, he would know.
And, Huan says, it's very powerful magic and it smells of somewhere very far away.
Noted.
He walks in. Worrying about the Doom would be overthinking it. He hopes.
Even though she's wearing one of the Genoshan-cut dresses that leave her highly-nibbled shoulders and collarbone bare?
Okay, he can heroically hold out for like a few seconds but if she's going to continue standing there in that then he'll definitely grab her sooner or later.
Wellll for definitions of "standing there" that involve turning around and smiling at him while her still-unbraided hair falls over one shoulder but that probably doesn't help with the heroism thing.
Yeah, it can totally wait.
(Between the refractory period thing and the lack-of-soul-thing their particular species configuration is super convenient)
Downstairs they go.
Huan is there.
Little Edie is there. She is curled up on Huan, napping.
Odette immediately puts an illusion over the incriminating bite marks.
"...How long were we up there?"
"Huh. Well. I feel better about abandoning her now."
She contemplates the scene.
"That is far too adorable."
"Yeah."
(She leans against him, almost unconsciously.)
"And, you know, just talk to her--it's not every day you meet a little kid who's you."
(An undercurrent, not explicit but fairly strong: she really likes children.)
We haven't had any in five hundred years. It - it feels like part of what it is to be a society is missing, if there's no children.