Drago stepped aside, nervously gesturing to a spot by the fire, away from the others. Ellie frowned in consideration, then, seeing the pleading look in his eyes, got up slowly and followed him over to the corner.
"I'm sorry," were the first hoarse words out of Drago's mouth. "About what I said to you. I really didn't mean it as it sounded. I only meant that people that treat you horribly don't deserve to be missed. Though, as is now apparent, you were never given the lucky opportunity to 'miss' them," Drago looked at Ellie, the shadows on her face angular and flickering in their present light.
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" Where now are the Dúnedain, Elessar, Elessar?"
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