The precise, elaborate gestures catch Fëanáro's attention as much as the Man's words; it's clear that they have a meaning, perhaps associated with the words? Which are certainly not of a tongue that Fëanáro has heard before; he feels a surge of excitement at the thought, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Ai, I know not the words you speak, but perhaps you know mine?" He tries Quenya this time, and then in Telerin, "Or perhaps this tongue?"
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Date: 2014-12-20 06:36 am (UTC)"Ai, I know not the words you speak, but perhaps you know mine?" He tries Quenya this time, and then in Telerin, "Or perhaps this tongue?"