[ He thinks about that. Could he truly deliver some of that energy to Leo without actually dying? Does he even want to try? It would complicate what is actually a very simple situation. He scratches his head, thinks some more, and then replies.]

All right. Let's keep it straightforward. You can have my whole soul, and I'll die and then attempt to return without the intervention of the gods.

[ They're talking about what could be a dire event for Curufin, but then, he's Curufin. He can't help chuckling a little. ] I have no idea how the soul of an Elf might affect you. You might be reeling, stumbling, falling-down drunk on my energy!