He watched Reinette as she began smiling, listening as she spoke. âIf itâs okayâŠIâd like a book. Maybe one to write in, and something to write withâŠâ DĂșlinnor found himself smiling at her in return. "Of course. I am certain that we can find one for you." He fell silent, slowly walking. He knew just the place that he wanted to take her. They would have that which she wanted. Reinette, tore his attention once again, speaking. âDo you mind if we go back to your home for me to⊠wash up? I want to change, too.â
DĂșlinnor glanced to the Mortal briefly as he continued to lead the way. "Not at all. We will head back once we obtain your book." He said, suddenly stopping before another large tent. His gaze suddenly turned to it, taking in its appearance. "Here we are. I believe we can find your book here." He said softly. He led the way closer, this time entering the tent. Inside, there were several shelves that were filled to the brim with books of all sorts. This tent was slightly more abuzz than the previous had been.
Upon entering, it was easy to see why the place was so popular. The Elf that was working was older though seemed to have quite a happy spirit. He was bustling about, helping out the few others that were shopping within. This time, DĂșlinnor hung back some, allowing Reinette to shop about as she wished. He was merely happy watching her. The older Elf was soon approached Reinette though he was one of the few that spoke Westron. He spoke with the woman, seemingly to find out what she was looking for and if he could help her.
DĂșlinnor moved only when the Mortal had decided on what she wanted. He gladly handed over the price for the book and then turned, leading the way from the tent. He'd offered to carry the woman's previous purchases. "Come. If you wish to ready yourself then it would be best that we head back now." He began leading the way once again, glad that the trip would not take too awfully long.
As they walked, DĂșlinnor remained near Reinette, speaking with her of things that mattered little. For the most part he would explain different things that they passed. Before he knew it they had arrived back at his flet. He opened the door, allowing Reinette to enter before him once again. This time, however, he moved further within the dwelling. "I shall show you to your room..and then you can ready yourself as you wish." He said as he walked through the home.
He made his way through a kitchen of sorts and then came to a door. DĂșlinnor opened it, revealing a moderate sized bedroom that was fully furnished but had obviously seen little use. He moved within, allowing Reinette to enter. His gaze landed upon her, watching. "It is not much, I'm afraid, but I offer it you for as long as you have need of it." He said kindly, smiling. He put her things down on the made bed and then turned back to her. "There is a bath connected to this room that is for your use. I shall leave you. When you are ready you may find me in the sitting room."
It was then that DĂșlinnor took his leave from Reinette. He moved slowly through his home. It had been quite some time since he'd been there yet it always pleased him when he was there. It was the one place that he felt truly at ease. He probably should have readied himself for the evening as Reinette wished to do though opted for simply remaining in his normal attire. He took a seat, simply waiting.
He found that he was worrying once again about taking Reinette to his family's home. He knew that he would need to speak with his parents before they actually saw the woman. He sighed quietly before picking one of the books that had been sitting nearby. He allowed himself to begin reading, glad to pick up where he'd left off before he'd had to return to the border. He waited patiently for the woman to reappear, not caring how long she took. His family would wait until he arrived before eating. That much he was sure of.