#bilbobagginstheburglar

Bilbo sighed with a shake of his head as he placed his hands on his hips.  Of all the elves he met on his journey back to hobbiton, this one truly was unlike any he had ever met. There was Legolas, which he learned of his name from Gandalf, but even he didn’t joke around this much.  "Anyway…" He drew in a deep breath. "We ought to press on until we find a place to rest,"

The blonde cleared her throat, sort of trying to get back to her almost always serious expression. She's been joking around a lot these past days, most of her jokes probably not even being funny, unless you understood elvish.                   “Of course, of course. Excuse my behavior,                             we shall keep going, no more joking.”

        “There’s a l w a y s time for at least a little         amusement. I have to agree it might not          be the right place though.” Rhavaniel replied in a soft tone, though the smile on her lips - something that was a rare sight these days - was still visible. Probably because she found her own joke funny, it may wasn’t the right place to joke around, but the she-elf couldn’t care less, what she wanted to say, will be said.