[ Hm. That's a tricky one. And so very Thorin. First, give a firm opinion on the matter, and then ask for Bilbo's; seems almost counterproductive... or actually, maybe that's productive. Cut to the chase. Give a blunt, clear idea of his stance, but continue on by playing nice enough to feign interest in Bilbo's thoughts. Now, actually, that doesn't seem very Thorin. Or at least, the Thorin Bilbo is more familiar with. Thorin wouldn't dally and waste breath asking him if he's already decided they're to leave within the next, few hours.
Maybe he's not pretending? Maybe he is, amazingly, willing to listen to him? Well then. Even if that's true, Bilbo doubts it'll be easy to sway the dwarf into agreement. This will require a bit of tact. Wait, no. What's he thinking? Dwarves don't understand that. They only respond accordingly to stubbornness that rivals their own.
… All right, Baggins. Don't take no for an answer.
Easier said than done, right? He swallows. His fingers itch and start, the rows beginning to fiddle again, but he quenches the nervous tic, instead swinging them to his sides, the map grasped tightly in one. Shoulders roll back and he straightens, trying – and failing – to appear more evenly matched, but Thorin, unfortunately, has a few inches on him. And width, too. And just about everything there is to have to outrank him with. But Bilbo compensates with a huff and a lift of his chin. ] Until you no longer need bandages. [ Go on, try arguing with him. Wait no, please don't. Hobbits aren't particularly known for their stubbornness, but this one can be quite insistent; besides, Thorin must realize the faultiness of starting a trek – possibly dangerous trek – with compromised health. … He does realize that, doesn't he? ]
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Maybe he's not pretending? Maybe he is, amazingly, willing to listen to him? Well then. Even if that's true, Bilbo doubts it'll be easy to sway the dwarf into agreement. This will require a bit of tact. Wait, no. What's he thinking? Dwarves don't understand that. They only respond accordingly to stubbornness that rivals their own.
… All right, Baggins. Don't take no for an answer.
Easier said than done, right? He swallows. His fingers itch and start, the rows beginning to fiddle again, but he quenches the nervous tic, instead swinging them to his sides, the map grasped tightly in one. Shoulders roll back and he straightens, trying – and failing – to appear more evenly matched, but Thorin, unfortunately, has a few inches on him. And width, too. And just about everything there is to have to outrank him with. But Bilbo compensates with a huff and a lift of his chin. ] Until you no longer need bandages. [ Go on, try arguing with him.
Wait no, please don't. Hobbits aren't particularly known for their stubbornness, but this one can be quite insistent; besides, Thorin must realize the faultiness of starting a trek – possibly dangerous trek – with compromised health. … He does realize that, doesn't he? ]