To Rescue Celebrian - RPG

[the real findorfin]

"Well, whatever it is, we cannot wait for it to find us. Let us move on."

Fingil once again took the lead and led them onward further down the passageway. Slowly the sound became louder, but was still in the distance as Angore took the lead and Fingil slipped back to talk to Torfithien.
He smiled at her and the fell back even more from the others.
"It is not like you to fall wearily at the side of the road when others continue," Fingil said, opening the conversation.
"The darkness drains me," she replied lamely.
"Of course," he replied, with a hint of mirth, or as much as could be expected. "Well it is good to have you with me," he said, comfortingly.

His words were truth, for when he had fallen he had hoped she had been with him. Their friendship had grown with time and he now found that he wished her to remain with him at all costs. He wanted to protect her, noty that he thought her weak, on the contrary he found her to be a mentally and physically strong person.
"I'm glad to be with you also," she replied.

They returned to the others and the small group wound their way along the passageway into seemingly endless darkness. When would it end?