[She's not alone in looking lost, a silver haired elf weaving her way between others that seem to be enjoying this more than either of them. Celebrían's squared her shoulders by now though, trying to seem in control, and is looking at each person as she passes them, looking for someone familiar but finding no one so far.
When she see's Lúthien though, she pauses. Not out of recognition of who she is, she was born well after her time, but because there's someone that looks as lost and unsure as herself.
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When she see's Lúthien though, she pauses. Not out of recognition of who she is, she was born well after her time, but because there's someone that looks as lost and unsure as herself.
Clearly they should keep one another company!]