offers samwise a tiny bundle of fresh daises !
.｡*ﾟ❦.*.｡ UNPROMPTED | always accepting!
apples of his cheek turn rosy pink when he’s presented with the flowers, and eyes grow wide. blossoms are open and lovely, each petal white as milk, and the centers bright as gleaming sunlight. it’s a lovely gift he shan’t turn down, and as fingers move to clumsily grasp the bouquet, the hobbit bats his eyelashes and turns eyes downward in abashedness.
❝ ———— mighty thanks, ma’am, ❞ sam whispers sheepishly, burying his face behind the handful of daisies. his smile hides amongst the blooms. ❝ ain’t of’en someone give me a present like this. they’re well PRETTY as ever i seen. surely i can’t ———— can give you a bit of yer own in return, can i ? ❞