Cami briefly greeted Piosenniel and Mithadan in the corridor. The pair had been in deep conversation; the Elf was apparently displeased over something that had been said. She halted a moment to share her latest information, including the suggestion that Bird be included as an escort and guard. Then she and Mithadan hurried along, seemingly locked in one of their eternal debates on strategy.
Cami agreed such a course seemed prudent. If only, she thought, it brings us what we need. So many great things hinging on small ears and hands. And, if something happened....., but she refused to think about that. If something happened, they would deal with it in its own time and place.
Cami smiled at the image of Bird darting about the tombs, picking up information here and there. She remembered the black and white bird who had made such an impression in Beleriand. Now the bird would fly free in the form of a small insect, while Cami sat frozen back on the ship. She knew she wasn't the only one who felt this impatience. She had seen Rose pacing back and forth earlier that day barely able to contain herself.
Things on the vessel were going as well as could be expected. The hobbrim were managing to care for themselves and their own needs. After Angara had solved the problem of occupying the children, they had taken over most matters on their own, quickly mastering the layout of the ship and the location of the storerooms. In fact, they seemed to be setting up their own small community. Kali had already melded his own life with theirs. Cami almost felt as if he was beginning his own slow departure from the Star.
Except for a few tutoring sessions late in the morning, the hobbit soon found herself with hours to fill. She'd thought of going to Andril, to try and learn more of the later history and lore, but something stopped her from doing that. Sometimes, she visited the wise woman in the evenings, but their talk usually focused on other things. For as much as she loved such learning, something inside whispered it wasn't meant for her. Cami had the strange sensation she'd forgotten something very important, yet she couldn't recall exactly what it was.
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