[Galadriel notes his offer but says nothing as they walk. It is not a quick trip to her rooms, but they make it there before too much time has passed. It is fortunate they are largely empty, but by that same token they are rather ill equipped for company. She leads him to the only chair in the room, insofar as she has lead him at all, and then moves away to retrieve her basin from beneath her bed.

It is one of very few items she keeps with her...and while it is not enchanted in any way, not on its own, its value is immeasurable. She sets it on the table before the chair and Myr, and moves to retrieve her pitcher--half full of water but more than enough for their purposes.]

I may need your eyes, if you are comfortable enough to lend them--no, that idiom is a poor one. The speech of Men is narrow, I apologize.

[They are not in her gardens, and there is no need to make a show of it, but she still pours on high as she speaks and water fills the basin on the table.]

I will need you to see with me, if you are willing? And if I can manage this art well enough to find those you miss.