in the Market for a friend

Beru shrugged, temporarily forgetting that Kite wouldn't be able to acknowledge non-verbal responses right now and feeling like a bit of an ass when the thought finally dawned on him. Maybe she was right in the fact that no harm coming from the situation didn't necessarily render her blameless, but the yearling had already decided that he was done worrying about it.

"A -- What?? You'd do that??"  All sense of maturity left his body at the prospect of having some sort of new foreign animal companion by his side, replaced with bright eyes and the kind of wonder and excitement usually reserved for young children.  "Well, I mean, Walpurgis could use a friend right?  But are you sure?" He'd hoped she was.


"Kite" & "Beru"