Pio laughed at the interchange of man and dragon. Mithadan seemed to be recovering his spirit since she had last seen him - his barbed wit certainly seemed not the worse for wear.
She went over to where the hobbits stood. 'Can you appease the wyrmlet, somehow, Child? It seems we are short of answers for where to proceed next, and she seems to know something.'
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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