[ He glances to the partition, listening for anything beyond the occasional splash and then he hooks his fingertips on the edge of the pack, inching it back just so. The gap is small but it's nothing to diminish the light. Again, he tells himself not to, that the newfound trust between Thorin and himself is not something to trifle with…
But he pokes at the cloth anyway, nudging it away to widen the gap. Huh. ] … What's this? [ It's a question for himself but one he, absentmindedly, voices nonetheless. ]
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But he pokes at the cloth anyway, nudging it away to widen the gap. Huh. ] … What's this? [ It's a question for himself but one he, absentmindedly, voices nonetheless. ]