Reinette did not answer him right away. He did not rush her, patiently waiting. He would not force her to go. He'd just thought it best to get the meeting over with. He knew that Aglaron's comments about their parents not being happy with him spending time with a Human was true. However, he held hope that his parents would quickly get over any disapproval that they would hold. "...Okay, I guess." Reinette said as she approached him. The Elf then opened the door, leading the way out of the flet. "I don't see why not." The woman said, offering him a smile. DĂșlinnor returned it. Truly, he hoped that the meeting would go well.
DĂșlinnor began walking towards the stairs, intending upon leading the woman back down. However, he stopped as Reinette turned to him..before he was able to reach them. He turned, his gaze focusing on her. It was easy for him to see that she was suddenly panicked over something. He tilted his head slightly..almost as if asking her what was bothering her. "I haven't got any money though! How am I supposed to buy anything? How does anyone even get money here?"
The Elf merely smiled at Reinette. "You needn't worry. I had assumed that you did not have any." He replied, still smiling. He began walking again, slowly, walking down the steps. "I will take care of it. As for..getting money, one simply needs a profession. Is that not how you make money in your world?" He paused, allowing her to answer him before continuing. "For instance, I am a Warden. That is my profession. I am paid for my services to LothlĂłrien." He did not explain further at the moment about what he was paid..she did not need to know that Wardens were paid fairly well in the chance that they lost their lives in service to the Realm.
They reached the bottom of the stairs and DĂșlinnor continued walking at the slow pace. "The market is not far from here." He told her, walking by her side. He knew that Reinette was likely to gain more looks once again. However, most of the Elves were likely to be more curious than anything. Word would soon spread that Reinette was staying within the Realm and things would begin to settle down.
It did not take more than a minute to enter into the market. The place was bustling with Elves that were getting their daily tasks and shopping done. There were many tents set up, all selling different things. Some sold food, other clothing. Even one that had things for the small Elflings. DĂșlinnor headed over to one of the tents. A beautiful Elven woman looked up at the pair. She cast a curious glance to DĂșlinnor before greeting them in Elvish.
DĂșlinnor returned the greeting before speaking with her. He explained to her what they needed. The woman then took a good long look at Reinette. Her gaze lingered a bit longer than was probably necessary. "Yes..I believe that I've got some things that will fit her. Just a moment." The woman moved then, searching for the items she had spoken of. While they waited, DĂșlinnor glanced to Reinette. "She believes that she has some things already. Which is good. She will not need to make anything." He explained to her.
A moment later the Elf returned, her arms ladened with many different items of clothing. "This should be everything I've got in the Mortal's size. Though, if she decides that there is something else she needs..send her my way. I'll take care of the child." The woman said, offering Reinette a smile. DĂșlinnor paid and then thanked the Elf. The items were quickly wrapped and bundled so as to make carrying them much easier. DĂșlinnor then turned, waiting for Reinette to join him. "She wished you to know that if you need anything else to speak with her. She would be happy to make things for you." He said softly.
He waited a moment, allowing her to comment before speaking again. "Is there anything else you would like to look at while we are here?" He asked her kindly. He was unsure if she would or not though wished to let her know that he was happy either way. They also needed to eat. However, DĂșlinnor suspected that by the time they arrived at his parents' flet that they would have food ready.
DĂșlinnor suspected that Aglaron would be there by they arrived, as well. He knew that the older Elf would have likely told the older Elves what had happened. His mother would be more forgiving than his father though DĂșlinnor pushed the thought from his mind, trying to concentrate on Reinette. He knew that everything that was happening could not be easy for the young woman. Though, she was not alone and that had to be better than wandering Middle Earth with no clue where to go or what to do.