It is expected news all around, but that hardly means Èowyn particularly approves of it, as evidenced by the frown of consternation that furrows her brows. She realizes he has a great responsibility to bear as the Steward, and the needs of the city cannot be postponed for much longer. She is concerned, however, that he will not have enough time to recover until such time comes knocking-- that Faramir will, in his diligence and dedication, work himself to the bone. As much as she understands the realities waiting for him, she still cannot help the sense of near indignation that bubbles up on his behalf. He's been through enough already, and now this?
She's been quiet for a moment too long, she realizes, lost in thought. Shaking off her preoccupation, Èowyn nods her head, albeit with a small sigh. Idly, she moves aside the long-since forgotten book from her lap that she hasn't, truly, even cracked open. "I understand that there are demands being made of your time and attention. I only hope they will not be at the expense of your health and well-being."
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Date: 2018-10-02 04:01 pm (UTC)She's been quiet for a moment too long, she realizes, lost in thought. Shaking off her preoccupation, Èowyn nods her head, albeit with a small sigh. Idly, she moves aside the long-since forgotten book from her lap that she hasn't, truly, even cracked open. "I understand that there are demands being made of your time and attention. I only hope they will not be at the expense of your health and well-being."