It's a disheartening response, but not a surprise. Fingon nods and checks the fish; finding it cool enough to eat, he passes it over to her.

"I'm sorry. Hadriel is rarely kind to its new inhabitants, but it usually isn't quite so hard a place to live in. But if you have questions, I will try to answer them. I've been here nigh on....eight months, now?"

He settles himself on a nearby rock, close enough to be companionable and far away enough not to be too alarming.