The moments before she comes to her door feel like an eternity to a man who has lived it, standing and staring at the door with an anxiety and uncertainty he has not felt since he had first seen Corypheus take his orb and survive the process of unlocking it, since he had first seen the sky open into the Breach and demons begin to pour out. It's the anxiety of a secret ready to be told and spread, of a life that might be over, and it would overtake him were he not so in control.

It opens, and he sees her, and some of the poison in him fades, for a moment.

"Galadriel." He slips inside, eyes flicking around to the outside world, aware of what it might suggest should he be spotted sneaking into her space, but goes anyway, heedless of the consequences. When he's there, the door closing behind him, he closes his eyes and breathes.

His hand, without thought, reaches for her.