[He's a little confused at Thorin's sadness. He lets out a sigh, slim fingers curling into his uncle's front.
He doesn't want to be alone. Not at all. He feels only marginally more comfortable around men than he did before, though they still make him a bit nervous. And even if they didn't...they aren't his kin. They're not his mother, or his brother, or his uncle.]
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He doesn't want to be alone. Not at all. He feels only marginally more comfortable around men than he did before, though they still make him a bit nervous. And even if they didn't...they aren't his kin. They're not his mother, or his brother, or his uncle.]
You promise you'll let me work with you tomorrow?