When Elrond seemed to sink in spirit, Elrohir felt his heart twist. He believed his ada. He believed that the love for him would not change even if there was a bitter sweetness to it that he could not understand. Not fully...

Cognitively, Elrohir knew that his father already lost too many to such a decision. But being the one possibly making such a choice made it hard to feel the pain that Elrond likely felt over it. Disregarding the the nature of their people, he reached out and took his father's hand. A small sad smile pulled at his lips as he squeezed the elder's hand.

"And I will ever and always love you, ada."

Angling his head, he lifted his head to look at his father with a sweet smile. "Ada... I know that he would not ask me for my immortality. I would not make that choice rashly..." Maybe this would be a bigger issue later when he realized the pain of mortality when he watched his love die. But then... "I love this person with all of my heart. I know this. But... I would not abandon my brother lightly and never if possible. I know... whatever pain I may suffer, grief cannot have my heart in the end, not when I know I have so much that..." Needs him? Was that his reasoning?

Ducking his head a little, he smiled in self deprecation. "I am acting young and naive..."