Silence had never sat well with Hinura. Silence at an inn were she might play was the calm before a mightly squall struck, and it had seemed that the hobbit had required great self-control not to release that storm herself. Hinura stepped forward finally, felling awkward and small. In a small but firm voice she said, "Perhaps this is not the time to discuss this, battle-weary and as strangers. A meal and rest would do us all good, I reckon; and this matter might be viewed more clearly in the morning light." Pausing a moment, she said, "Such tension as this among allies helps us not, and I have a taste for music and merriment. There are many fine voices here, as I have already seen. Perhaps there is still time make for a merrier meeting still!"
[ December 11, 2002: Message edited by: tangerine ]
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