Sina. Every time she's brought up, guilt stabs Merrill like a knife, twisting in her chest. Beleth is close enough for Merrill to grip her and she does, holding her hands tight in her own.

"I know," she manages. "Nari told me. That- that she passed, that her forest burned." Tears threaten her, too, and Merrill takes in a rattling breath. "I didn't know Galadriel gave a seed, though. Could- could I see it? She and Thranduil and Sina and I... we planted one in a different alienage, some time ago." And Merrill used blood magic to help it grow, but nevermind that.

She squeezes Beleth's hands again. "I didn't know that, no. Is he- is he still here? Is he okay?"