Aragorn-the-king is so done with Gigolas antics. He’s like, Guys. Please stop playing footsie under the table at my firstborn’s fifth birthday dinner. The kids love it, but still. Also, he wants Gimli to stop teasing Eomer wit the little Eomer-doll he had sent from Erebor. A teacup does not make an adequate helmet.

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LMAAAAO oh dear! 

(I suspect Aragorn develops a gigolas-related Spidey-sense by that stage. His head will sometimes just snap up, his eyes wide and alert, seemingly for no reason.

“What is it?” Arwen will ask, worried.

“They’re at it again,” Aragorn will say, in tones of doom.)

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