'Thank you for coming to see me, ${PLAYER}. I have spent many days in restful peace here in Cerin Amroth, and it has done me a great deal of good; the effects of the Gwigael poison are now just a memory, and the spells of weakness have passed.'

Issuriel pauses for a moment, and seems unable to meet your gaze.

'I do not regret my decision to do without the Laidhris antidote, ${PLAYER}. Events unfolded differently than we thought they would, but I could not let the mission end in failure because of my own selfishness. Raddir did not have the choice I did, nor did Sigileth. Only Achardor seems to have understood what I came to know: that I would have closed my eyes forever if it meant the death and loss that happened to that point would have had a reason; that it would have mattered.

'Still, I am grateful for the actions of Bróin. I have picked a beautiful flower from the slopes of Cerin Amroth. Will you bring it to him in Moria, with my good wishes and my thankfulness? I understand he is recovering in the Peaceful Path, along Durin's Way.'