"I don't have that many to spare upon me," Fili admitted, because he had lost most of his beadings and decoration on their journey and had only the little he had left in his hair. "I believe some may litter the prisons of Mirkwood," he noted, but only to gently tease rather than to accuse.

He was free now and should bear no ill will, if they were both willing to look past. "Sit," he gestured to the ground. "And I will begin."