[Give it to the elves to offer a fresh perspective to one self-absorbed, barely over twenty kid raised in affluence. Also to have most beautiful laughter he's ever heard. Kell has to shake the awe before he's able to respond.]

I ... never thought about it this way.

[And be the person who wants him to write his story. No pressure.

Kell doesn't get to think about it too often, but Wilhelm's roommate always seemed rather out of the word to him. Not in a way they all are. None of the Summoned belongs here. It's different with Elrond. Like there was so much more about him that you cannot see when you look at him.

And he's offering Kell a chance to write something beautiful, without expectation for it to be perfect. Only that it exists, in the service of others. Unqualified as he feels for the task, Kell would feel awful saying no to this.]

Would you tell me more about your story? I don't want to invent something out of thin air completely.