Fingolfin chuckled quietly and turned with him. "My wise son," he teased lightly, but meant it all the same.
His heart froze at the near-slip and he immediately grabbed for Fingon's waist to pull him to safety {all the way to the other side, with Fingolfin between son and ice}, panic mirrored. Even if Fingon hadn't fully slipped, if they'd been back in that nightmare he'd have courted death. He swallowed the fright with effort then let out a slow breath, arms still wrapped firmly around his son. "Wise you are, though perhaps a bit more care with where you place your feet is in order."
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Date: 2015-10-31 09:19 am (UTC)Fingolfin chuckled quietly and turned with him. "My wise son," he teased lightly, but meant it all the same.
His heart froze at the near-slip and he immediately grabbed for Fingon's waist to pull him to safety {all the way to the other side, with Fingolfin between son and ice}, panic mirrored. Even if Fingon hadn't fully slipped, if they'd been back in that nightmare he'd have courted death. He swallowed the fright with effort then let out a slow breath, arms still wrapped firmly around his son. "Wise you are, though perhaps a bit more care with where you place your feet is in order."