She was too nervous, even for this strange situation. Finarfin stepped closer, aiming to shield her from others' sight. Protect this precious light. No, there was no such place that he knew of on Arda.

But she knows him, and that relief relieves him. He reached out to rest a hand lightly on her arm, guiding her away from where she'd sequestered herself. Away, towards the strangely built structures.

"You have not been harmed?" If the answer was that she had been, he would not be so peaceful about it.