[ Once she has come nearer, Curufin can see that she's ill and hallucinating. And he's very concerned. He likes and respects her, and he's deeply appreciative of the help she's given his family. Perhaps he can return the favor now. ]

Of course I will help you, Margaery! That Lannister woman and her guardian are not really here, but it must seem very real to you. The Hadriel gods have infected us with fever and visions, in order to make us afraid. Our fear feeds the god Fear. The best thing we can do is look after each other.

Were you heading back to your apartment, or to the Elfhouse? [ And he holds out a hand so that if she wishes, she can take his arm and lean on him. ]