And Curufin, having a certain level of sensitivity to other people's feelings, didn't come close enough to cross the boundaries of Will's personal space, as far as he could determine what those were. He preferred to err on the side of caution. He also knew from experience that Will wasn't comfortable with much eye contact, so he only met the man's eyes for a moment, and then he stood so that he wasn't directly facing him, but could glance sideways from time to time with a smile or a friendly expression. He had acquired a drink himself before he came over, and he sipped it, as Will was doing.

"I'm glad you're well. Thanks for coming to the concert. The musicians who play here all do it to keep this place going, and because of that, we all appreciate anybody who comes to hear us."