“It certainly seems odd,” said Lindir as he fell in step with his mentor, “that Gandalf should always end up here before something terrible, and you should always be the one to solve his troubles. It is good he has the sense to ask for your help.”
“Aid is never something he asks for,” replied Elrond carefully. “He arrives with the thought that he is safe here, which he is. In this place, he can take the time to think. His pride stands in his way of formally requesting assistance.”
“Then it is good that you have the sense to know what he needs,” amended Lindir. “Actually, you always tend to know what everyone needs.”
Elrond smiled. “I take pride in that fact.”
Author's Chapter Notes:
Elrond, Lindir, speaking of Gandalf