Aragorn scratched his head as he tried to think of a solution. He too knew Lasgalen would be in lots of trouble if the Lady found out he had her pet. Not to mention that the bird seemed completely smitten by the golden Elf. That was when the idea struck him. The parrot seemed to enjoy attacking his enemy's hair, targeting the Dwarf's beard and eyebrows. If he could get the critter jealous enough, maybe it will attack his head and his foster brothers could use their superior reflexes to catch it while it was away from Lasgalen. Okay, who are we kidding? He had wanted to do this every since he laid eyes of the beautiful Elf but was just too afraid to jeopardized their friendship for it. But since Aragorn was supposed to ignore Lasgalen from now, the Man really had nothing to lose.
Slowly, Aragorn approached the golden Elf and stood in front of him. He held those gorgeous glittering sapphire eyes with his stormy grey ones and leant close until they were only inches apart.