Slowly Aragorn lifted his head from Lord Elrond's shoulder, Elrond glanced at his son sadly as he brushed the tears from the young man's face.
" I've got to think about this, Ada."
" Take some time, but remember we can't put his funeral on hold forever."
" Yes. I understand, Ada."
Elrond nodded and sqeezed his son's shoulder. For a moment Aragorn contined to sit there but then he slowly got up and walked from the room he was going to do this no matter how much it killed him to do so, he knew Legolas would do no less for him if the elf had been in his place. Gimli had been in Aragorn's room slightly dozing when he was startled by the sound of the door opening and he pushed himself into wakefulness. Aragorn didn't say a thing to the dwarf instead he simply crossed the room and sat in the other chair beside the dwarf. Gimli touched the man's hand and gazed into his eyes with concern.
" Are you alright, Laddie?"
Aragorn sighed and shook his head.
" I miss him too..."
" Gimli, Lego..."
" What is it, Laddie?"
Aragorn shook his head and grew silent turning his face away from his friend. The dwarf rubbed his friend's hand softly with his thumb and the man faced him again his face lined with the pain he felt at telling the dwarf what Legolas had told him.
" Laddie, if Legolas has said something to you that I need to hear I want to know what it is. It is clearing eating at you."
Aragorn silently nodded and took the dwarf's hand in his own, Gimli felt the man's hands shaking.
" Gimli, when Leg....Legolas was....."
Aragorn swollowed thickly and Gimli could see the man's eyes brimming with tears again.
" Dying."
Gimli replied softly trying to add his friend. Aragorn nodded and continued,
" He asked me to tell you...goodbye....for him."