He felt better when his hands were busy; he didn't like to sit idle. His thoughts could become quite dark and he would rather keep them at bay. Aragorn recognized a kindness in this Elf and that endeared him to him.
"She isn't well." he whispered the words, voice unsteady, "I have not heard your name as of yet. Were you speaking Quenya? I didn't understand it."
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"She isn't well." he whispered the words, voice unsteady, "I have not heard your name as of yet. Were you speaking Quenya? I didn't understand it."