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The Laughter reached out, her hands grasping at empty air. She looked like she wanted to run towards Nemesis but was too afraid to move. “You’re… you’re back, you’re alive. Love, is that really you?”
“If you have half the sense I credit you with, you’ll abandon this project here and now. Blame me, if you like! Tell them I tricked you! I’ll make the pillars into ice that will melt and fracture! Anything would be better than this, even darkness.”
His friend wasn’t as big as he was and, after the past few weeks, he likely didn’t have the strength, either. Of course, Dwalin knew that Thorin would rather die than complain but he also knew Thorin would rather die than complain. You had to force Thorin to look after himself.