[The minute he enters the room, he knows. His son is here -- he doesn't have to see him to know he's present. But he spots him soon enough when he hears him call.]
Kanafinwë.
[He strides over to where he sits, and then, amazingly enough, Fëanor hesitates. He's remembering the last time he saw his son, and all the things he'd done. He might not be entirely welcome.]
nothing to be sorry for!
Kanafinwë.
[He strides over to where he sits, and then, amazingly enough, Fëanor hesitates. He's remembering the last time he saw his son, and all the things he'd done. He might not be entirely welcome.]