Wrapping one arm firmly around Maglor's waist to keep him close, he reached up to thread fingers through dark hair, a proud smile tugging at his lips at the intelligence in those words.

Heh. Oh he'd be having words with that caterpillar later. "Ever a vibrant flame," he murmured with a sigh. "Stronger than I could hope to be."

France gave a slight shake of his head. "If you still doubt who I was in a month's time, then it must be so. Will you stay here with me until you are satisfied?"