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✘ Round 4 | [Audio]
[It's time for someone who rarely accesses the network to rear his head again, driven to desperation as the days have ticked by and he's failed to find even a trace of one of his closest friends. That being said when Glacius speaks there's an uncharacteristic urgency tinting his voice, worry bubbling just underneath the surface.] Kate Galloway. Has--has anyone seen or heard from her recently?
[Realizing that in his haste to get to the point he's left out some details, he dials it back a bit:] She's, ah, a human woman. Brightly-colored hair. Worked at the clinic, primarily. I... haven't seen a trace of her ever since the masquerade and...
... Please. [His voice finally wavers noticeably, resignation clashing up against his innate tendency to hope again hope. This can't be how it goes.] I need someone to tell me she's still here.
[Realizing that in his haste to get to the point he's left out some details, he dials it back a bit:] She's, ah, a human woman. Brightly-colored hair. Worked at the clinic, primarily. I... haven't seen a trace of her ever since the masquerade and...
... Please. [His voice finally wavers noticeably, resignation clashing up against his innate tendency to hope again hope. This can't be how it goes.] I need someone to tell me she's still here.

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Yes. [ Softly.]
[ Long pause. But he has heard the dejection in Glacius' voice. Curufin's own belief is that sometimes it happens that, there is that one person who makes it possible to trust, to share, to not keep things inside. There may or may not ever be another such person, but after that, it becomes easier to let others become a part of one's life. At least, that was his experience. He hopes it may be so for Glacius, whom he likes and respects and wishes well. ]
Is there anything. . . I mean, I was just wondering if there is anything that you and Kate's other friends can do to acknowledge your appreciation of her, of the time she spent here, of what she meant to you? She's not dead, so not exactly a memorial, but maybe something like that? It doesn't take away sorrow, but still, such remembrances can have meaning.
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[He pauses, then gives a weary little sigh.] But I will do this. I want to do this.
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If you would like some help, you have only to ask.
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But do you have any ideas yourself? Both as to what would please Kate, if she had a say in it, and what might comfort your own heart?