whattheydefend: (~ windblown)
This time his glance is a sideways one, accompanied by half a smile, and not nearly so intense. "Words of wisdom from one who knows, and I will heed you. But, Èowyn--"

He frowns suddenly, standing up and looking at her in earnest, for he can see that she is cold. "Has no one thought to give you a cloak? Forgive our carelessness there!" He unbuckles his own at once, and holds it out to her. "Here; if you will, borrow mine until I can find you one more suitable." His mouth twitches a little, and he adds, "I promise it is clean."
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