
Her smile grew as their eyes met, her own feet swinging because his were. What would she like to know? What a vast question to a general topic! Hm! Pink lips pursed as she wandered the visual landscape around them. “I do not think you know much around here, but, tell me your findest memories of travels; the oddest people you have met; the bravest; the most lush and green place you have seen.” Oh how young and naive she seemed, but that was not so, she simply felt more optimistic. The prospect of hearing stories, her favorite past time, was all to alluring- especially from one such as he.And he did look at her, his eyes soft, understanding. Perhaps he did not personally know the hardships she went through or had gone through, but he could try his hardest. Her personal comfort was more important than all the wants and needs in the world and if she felt uneasy about leaving her home behind to seek out the knowledge of the world, then let her stay. So he listened to her words, his feet softly swinging, his eyes occasionally wandering from her face to check their surroundings, which was more or less a habit. The God was constantly on guard, always on the lookout, and he would not dare let someone or something take them by surprise. Still, he listened. Learning about Tauriel was an interesting thing in itself and he found his interest piqued quite a bit by this new information of her. “I apologize if I offended by suggesting such a thing,” he finally said softly with the faintest of smiles. He hadn’t known, after all, about her and her past and hardships and her fears, but now he did and that helped him understand just a little better.
“What would you like to know?”
“The shire! I dream the day I can be humored by such folk, I have heard of them in stories–” she gestured their height...
“Last question first,” he began with a smile of his own. “The Shire. ‘Tis where those Hobbits live. It’s a vast land of...