He had not thought there to be an elf amongst the habitants of the inn, but when Fili caught sight of him, he knew it not to be any elf, but that of Mirkwood and its dark passages. This was one of the elves who belonged to those forests and his pride flared to see him here, he could not keep himself away, though his anger burned bright for the offense. "I am sure you would prefer to imprison me than shoot me with an arrow," Fili replied. "Given history."