[The figure sweeps past him like a shadow, sending a chill down Bilbo's spine as he looks up to watch the stranger with slight curiosity. Upon studying him further (staring is rude, he is aware, but he feels he can excuse himself in the current situation) he recognizes him to be an Elf and a spark of hope lights up in his chest. Having only met those native to these lands it had not yet occurred to Bilbo that he could very well meet and Elf not from Middle-earth.
A surprise for another day, fortunately.
His experience with Elves and how to deal with them was sadly very short. So he musters up no small amount of courage and carefully walks over to the Elf's side, both hands clutched together in front of his chest to keep himself from fidgeting. He offers a small, polite smile and when he speaks he winces at how timid his voice comes out at first.]
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A surprise for another day, fortunately.
His experience with Elves and how to deal with them was sadly very short. So he musters up no small amount of courage and carefully walks over to the Elf's side, both hands clutched together in front of his chest to keep himself from fidgeting. He offers a small, polite smile and when he speaks he winces at how timid his voice comes out at first.]
Ah- Hello!