Long enough to plant an entire forest.

[ in halamshiral, the mallorn grows, patient, steady. ]

Perhaps a decade before fading beyond notice? They are done willingly, and what heals can be reinforced by craft until the designs can be reapplied if needed. I- would not know.

[ he pauses, considers. ]

Both of us are wed. Unless more arrive, there will be no elflings. No marriages between Elvhen and Quendi.