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Aeron did not take her eyes off of the man until he was seated at a table and away from the bar. She turned back around, her eyes now watching Arandon walk out of the warm Inn and into the cold November air outside. Aeron chose to remain where she was at, having not been as riled as the male Dunadan. She looked at Dick, offering him an apologetic smile.
"I too am sorry for adding to the trouble that was beginning to brew inside your peaceful Inn."
Aeron rested her forearms on top of the bar, her body relaxing for the time being. She truly was glad the small verbal altercation did not turn out to be a physical one.
"If there is anything you bid me to do, I will."
Aeron had, as she stated, added to the slowly growing chaos and felt she owed the halfling that much.
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