[ The brightness in Hawke's face heartens him; he was unsure about his gift. Sam thought food might have been more fitting for Hawke, and of more use, but he hadn't wanted to dip into their own supplies to make anything. ]
Well, in part, leastwise... [ He can't exactly claim credit for the whole thing, of course. ] Just that I sewn it up... and cleaned it.
[ Sam smiles, ducking his head as Hawke bows. Before Sam can respond, Hawke takes him into a hug; there's only brief hesitation before Samwise returns it to the best of his abilities. ]
Quite welcome indeed, Mister Hawke. [ The smile can be heard in his voice. ] Glad I had the right of it.
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Date: 2013-05-02 10:50 pm (UTC)Well, in part, leastwise... [ He can't exactly claim credit for the whole thing, of course. ] Just that I sewn it up... and cleaned it.
[ Sam smiles, ducking his head as Hawke bows. Before Sam can respond, Hawke takes him into a hug; there's only brief hesitation before Samwise returns it to the best of his abilities. ]
Quite welcome indeed, Mister Hawke. [ The smile can be heard in his voice. ] Glad I had the right of it.