WWJ XI: When World's Collide

[Thinlómien]

Having had her breakfast, Thinlómien opened her mouth again: "Kath, dear perian, I didn't like your summary. It made me - like some othe people, it seems - wary of you. You're throwing suspicion to all directions you can. Calm down a bit, little lady."

Then, she turned her eyes to the searcher of Death and Plague. "Boromir, I didn't like your reactions to Kath's summary either. You present the hobbit maid's opinions in a pointed way and thus change the meaning of her words a bit. As the warrior-Naria said you're drawing a bit too quickly this wolf quintet of yours. Surely if Kath suspects four people (plus dead wolf Menel) that does not make them all wolves in her opinion. (Except Menel the dead wolf of course.)"

Now, she eyed both the hobbit and the plague-addicted daleman. "Kath herself names three primary suspects, not more. Nogrod, Boromir and myself."

Thinlómien went and filled her cup with apple juice. "What is interesting here, is that all of the three of us - especially Nogrod and Boromir - seem to be enjoying a general position of trust in the village at the moment. I don't know yet what to think of this."

Seeing the innkeeper was not present (and her mother neither), Thinlómien took a hairbrush and started brushing her long brown hair in the table.