He waits patiently for her, watching her picture-taking curiously - he does have some Noldorian blood, besides his normal elvish curiosity. Once she is done, he leads back up the path they took to come into the valley the previous evening, and just before the trees give way to grasslands he waves a hand cheerfully at the branches overhead.
An apple lands in his hand.
And for good measure, a second apple is thrown for Sunshine, as well.
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Date: 2013-06-14 08:10 pm (UTC)From:An apple lands in his hand.
And for good measure, a second apple is thrown for Sunshine, as well.