A friendly voice breaks Frodo from his thoughts. He looks up, and sees a kind woman standing before him.

There was something very...elegant about her. She wasn't an elf; she didn't have the ears (there were other ways he could tell, but that's what he saw...)! But she looked lovely! Her eyes were kind and gentle. She looked like she was confident in herself, but at the same time, not arrogant.

He doesn't even notice the uncertainty in her voice. Instead, he smiles. "It is. It is the only thing that reminds me of my home." Which wasn't a lie. Then again, he was confident that everyone could agree with him on this matter.

Frodo nodded his head respectfully, motioning to the spot next to him. "Would you like to sit with me?"