"Dinodas, do you like it here in Rivendell?" asked Robin, sitting down next to him.
"It's everything you said it would be," he replied. He didn't look at her, though. He just stared at the ground.
"What's wrong?" she asked, concern in her voice.
He sighed. "I'm anxious to get back home," he said. "Terribly anxious. When we left, my mother and father were so weak with hunger, even though they didn't show it. And Ann... she was still as young and strong as ever when we left, but she can't last forever. We need to get home with the food, Robin."
"We'll get there, all right," said Robin, taking his hand and standing up, pulling him with her. "Bullroarer knows what he's doing. I'm sure we'll be leaving very soon. But we all need our rest. We won't survive the road home in this condition. We've been attacked by wolves and Wargs, run from trolls..."
"I will not be able to rest until I know my family is safe," he interrupted. "So many hobbits starving..."
"Come on," said Robin, leading him towards the door. "I think we have a little announcement to make." Her eyes twinkled.
Dinodas groaned. "Not now, Robin!" he said. "Wait until everyone has got it through their heads that Gaddy and Daisy are engaged."
"Oh, come on, you!" she said, dragging him out the door.
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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