[perhaps one of the few tangible benefits of fëanor being your dad]

[Myrrh tilts her head a little as she considers this. Was it a matter of necessity that he chose an inhospitable place to make his home? If it was a fortress, then probably it was.

But then she nods, understanding a little, if not fully. She does know that the people of Caer Pelyn have a great deal of affection for their inhospitable surroundings.]

I wonder why that is... that you can like a place more because it's hard to live in. [She holds her hand out, letting a snowflake fall on it.] They complain about the snow, but it comforts them at the same time.