"It is you now who judges themselves too harshly," Èowyn points out softly, with a small, gentle smile. Not so much foolishness as despair, she thinks, and she would know all about that.
"Èomer and Théodred also dared one another to try such brew once in their younger days, and it very memorably only made them more sick. Rather violently. I should not have laughed at their misery, but I confess I did."
She chuckles, remembering it. Simpler times, before the shadow and desolation. She remains silent for a while before speaking at length, innocently, "But if the last cup of tea happened to be spilled... into that bush, perhaps? Why, none could be blamed for that, surely. Accidents happen, after all." He has drunk enough that one more cup is unlikely to make any drastic difference, she judges.
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Date: 2018-10-12 12:15 pm (UTC)"Èomer and Théodred also dared one another to try such brew once in their younger days, and it very memorably only made them more sick. Rather violently. I should not have laughed at their misery, but I confess I did."
She chuckles, remembering it. Simpler times, before the shadow and desolation. She remains silent for a while before speaking at length, innocently, "But if the last cup of tea happened to be spilled... into that bush, perhaps? Why, none could be blamed for that, surely. Accidents happen, after all." He has drunk enough that one more cup is unlikely to make any drastic difference, she judges.