[Umwë]

Tom hummed and looked down in the wooden table. Anja acted very nervous to him and Tom didn’t know what to say, instead he ordered another ale and looked down in the wooden table. As Anja didn’t come up with any clear answer where she came from made him quite perplex, he actually didn’t know what to say. He cleared his throat to comment the ale, but he decided to not do that. He started to feel tired and he layed back in his chair. His curly, long fringe tickled him in his eyes and he frequently rubbed his eyes or tried to puff it away. He gasped, but remembered that he had company now and forgot to put an hand to cover his mouth. He found that quite embarrassing and blushed. Anja looked up and smiled but then looked down at her hands again. Tom noticed she barely had any nails left and the she actually bled on one of her fingers, caused of all her picking.

He stretched out his arms and gasped again. He finished of his ale and thought That’s it for tonight, and rose up and took his mantle that he had put on his back of his chair. He bowed deeply to the two ladies and said with a soft voice; “Thank you for tonight, but it’s getting late, and I’d better find myself a room for the night, I don’t think my legs will carry me the way home, I am too tired.” He bowed again and pulled his mantle around him and walked to over to Aman that stood by the counter talking to an elf. He waited for his turn and fell into his thoughts. His gaze was fixed on Aman as he stood thinking of what he should do tomorrow, he actually didn’t have any plans. But he didn’t care very much, he just enjoyed days when didn’t have to think of important things he had to do. He began to smile as he thought about it. Then he came back to reality and noticed that he stared at Aman. He blushed and looked down and awaited his turn.