[Nurumaiel]

Dinodas was half-watching Branda as he sat. After all, the young lad had never gone icefishing before, and he wanted to watch the expert.

The smell of rotten chicken and fish and been terrible, and Dinodas took a few deep breaths of the cold, fresh air, and found himself looking at the sky and daydreaming. He could see his sister and mother cooking dinner together, and his father trudging up the road, home from farming. Then they were all sitting around the table with Robin laughing at some joke.

How different things are now, Dinodas thought. We used to have so much food, and now we're hungry... we're all hungry. Everyone is. I hope we can bring food back, or we'll go on being hungry.

Carl gave Dinodas a little play-shove, trying to draw his attention. Dinodas suddenly remembered what he was doing and came back to the present time with an apology to the two. Branda was grinning, and Dinodas realized the hobbit had caught a fish.

Both Carl and Branda were waiting for him to say something, but he hadn't recovered his present thoughts; he was still in the past. So all he could say was, "Good job!"