Kissing Faramir is an occupation to keep her busy for a good long while, even in dim lighting while standing in an armory. But gradually the absurdity of the situation sinks in, and Eowyn finds herself laughing. She breaks away enough to smile up at him. "I am sorry I have not found a more comfortable place for us. Though my brother would say it is very like me, to tryst amongst weapons of war!"
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