O, was a familiar face good to see! To a man so used to the Wilds and to the SUSPICION of the townsfolk of Bree and surrounding towns, he did not OFTEN get to see a smile — or, for that matter, those who were GLAD to see him. Despite his protests, he often longed for FRIENDSHIP in those long stretches of loneliness.
He did not budge as Legolas navigated the crowds, instead resting back and waiting. It would not do to draw attention to them — though his soul YEARNED to get up and greet the elf properly, there was a certain PRUDENCE required in these places. An Elf was not common in these parts, anyway, and it was certainly not wise to make even a bigger spectacle.
A boot propped against the chair leg as Legolas approached, and he nudged the chair out for him to take. While before in their travels such jibes would have earned a scoff, now they only earned a SMILE, faint though it was. It only barely touched his mouth, his eyes, but it was there regardless.
❝ Have you known me to often overindulge? ❞ The words were soft, quiet, amused — and truthful, for the most part. It had been long since he had seen the bottom of even a single pint, and time had only served to make him even less likely to indulge. He liked his senses SHARP, especially while among strangers who did not think highly of his kin.
❝ It is good to see you, ❞ he said, quietly, barely audible over the din behind them. Within it carried a weight of more than friendship and brotherhood, though it was more wearily grateful than anything untoward. ❝ The roads have been long, and the months longer still. ❞
GESTURE TAKEN IN KIND the elf moved the chair out to allow him to sit properly, facing the companion he had parted with for a short time. Years meant NOTHING to elves & it moved at its own designated pace. Yet, the time spent APART made the days drag on. Truly the company they shared was missed in many ways; many forms. But, that was for a time that was more RESERVED for just them. & besides, he had just planted himself down---would it not be rude to have him RISE already?
Their SMILES mirrored eachother. ❝I do not doubt that you can if given the proper circumstances.❞ In a place like this, the DENSITY did not make for fluid movement to begin with. An IMPAIRED mind would not make it far through the bumbling bodies & skewed chairs. Guard was forever up but the tension in his body wasn't as TIGHT as per normal. The atmosphere was jovial---the need to be on alert was not high.
There was a bow of the head from Legolas; single strands FALLING effortlessly from behind his ear & instead in front of his face. ❝Long has it been on both sides.❞ Their conversation was only for THEM to hear; eyes glancing to lips in case there was a word misinterpreted over the hefty vocals all around. ❝But, I do hope that your visit was not encompassed by LONELINESS. How is Elrond---I do hope he fairs well & was pleased to see you in CONTENT spirits.❞
No matter the distance between them, their roads would ALWAYS cross again, that he was sure. So sure that the months apart (although slightly encompassed with the feeling of LONGING) did not take the toll on him he figured it would before they parted ways for a time. Yet, the elf would be a LIAR if there was not a skip within them when they found each other again. How DEVASTATED it will be the day that skip never comes following whatever CIRCUMSTANCES brought forth the halt. Purge that from the mind now---it mattered very little. Stories were to be exchanged this night; their stories shared just as it had been with everything else to this point. Wonder if the silent EXCITEMENT could be picked up on?
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