Elves with arrows are familiar enough. Sam stops, eyeing the elf and his companion warily and wishing Legolas were here with bow and arrows of his own.
But he's too exhausted and too scared to even reply, and after a moment, the Man dismisses the elf and drops himself down to eye level. Sam takes a step backwards, still watching him - the stranger doesn't seem to wish him harm, but then, he is a Big Person, and there's just no telling.
"Nowhere much," he declares, which is true enough; it's hard to go anywhere in particular when you don't know where you are at all. He tries to make himself sound much more careless and brave than he's actually feeling, though the worried look in his eyes probably gives him away. "Ain't trespassing, if that's what you're asking. Don't want any trouble." His gaze drifts past the Man, trying to see where the elf had gone.
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But he's too exhausted and too scared to even reply, and after a moment, the Man dismisses the elf and drops himself down to eye level. Sam takes a step backwards, still watching him - the stranger doesn't seem to wish him harm, but then, he is a Big Person, and there's just no telling.
"Nowhere much," he declares, which is true enough; it's hard to go anywhere in particular when you don't know where you are at all. He tries to make himself sound much more careless and brave than he's actually feeling, though the worried look in his eyes probably gives him away. "Ain't trespassing, if that's what you're asking. Don't want any trouble." His gaze drifts past the Man, trying to see where the elf had gone.