Glorfindel sadly nodded, thinking of all the people who had left this time. Several people he had been getting to know, whom he had called friends. As an elf he was used to losing the short lived humans, but so soon, so abruptly, always hurt. "It is," he agreed.

"But no, there was no reason to watch. Once they leave, they are gone. All we can do is pick up the pieces and tie them back together, forge new friendships and hope that those who left are healthy and happy back in their homes."