[Túrin nods and after picking up some of the sheets stands.
He won't bring this up again anytime soon, he's sure of that - or at least he planned on it, but late in the night too much to eat and sleepiness, and the few gulps of alcohol that he had, lead to a different picture. Or...somewhat different picture. After all, when you aren't sure what even to bring up, it is difficult to do so.
He does, however, refuse to leave Beleg's side to sleep and ends up leaning against him instead, his head at the elf's shoulder, looking at the fire from under heavy lids.]
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He won't bring this up again anytime soon, he's sure of that - or at least he planned on it, but late in the night too much to eat and sleepiness, and the few gulps of alcohol that he had, lead to a different picture. Or...somewhat different picture. After all, when you aren't sure what even to bring up, it is difficult to do so.
He does, however, refuse to leave Beleg's side to sleep and ends up leaning against him instead, his head at the elf's shoulder, looking at the fire from under heavy lids.]