Dynaviir had sat watching the cook and what appeared to be a strong hobbit eating a muffin and crying tears of compressed joy. But he had overheard their conversation, and he was intrigued. He walked over to them, forgetting about this breakfast for a moment.
"Excuse me," he said, "if you are short for staff, I believe could help out. I'm well experienced at many crafts, and I would enjoy a way to pay you kind folk back for the hospitality of this inn. And I much enjoyed your meal last night, ma'am" he added, noticing the cook was looking up at him, as if she had never seen a ranger of Gondor before.
He looked over at Ruby, and remembered her from the night before. He wondered if her suspicion had passed, as he still carried his sword. But the hilt was somehow hidden behind his leg, and he was trying his hard to please the hobbits.
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