Like Real People Do BY Lucien Beauvais

At Lucien's words, Finwe scrunched her nose up. Thaig. They weren't stupid, they knew what the word meant... but in the current climate of the world... it didn't mean good things. They, in fact, meant bad things. Very bad things. Nasty things that continued to give her nightmares after the limited encounters thusfar. Nope. No. This probably needed to stop.

Nope. Let's uhm, no. We should leave. This stinks, it'll probably be worthless and... who cares about the dwarves anyway? Finwe offered an awkward smile and a shrug.