"Perhaps Sam?" Faramir opinions with a laugh. Sam and Rosie seem to be adding to their brood every time they turn around, and surely Merry and Pippin are nothing compared to their horde of fauntlings.
It is exactly the best sort of day for this sort of thing - not to warm, not to cold, peaceful with the world around them at rest. Faramir smiles drowsily up at her.
"I am always glad to know that the place where my heart loves is joyful also to the lady who holds said heart!"
He kisses her finger as it tidies up the jam.
"The bounty of our fields reflects the work we have all put in, I think. And I am glad for it! It gives me great hope that this land will do well in the years to come."
damnit it ate my reply D=
It is exactly the best sort of day for this sort of thing - not to warm, not to cold, peaceful with the world around them at rest. Faramir smiles drowsily up at her.
"I am always glad to know that the place where my heart loves is joyful also to the lady who holds said heart!"
He kisses her finger as it tidies up the jam.
"The bounty of our fields reflects the work we have all put in, I think. And I am glad for it! It gives me great hope that this land will do well in the years to come."