"No, I am only trying to --" To what? Not offend him. She looks perplexed for a moment, a little crease appearing between furrowed brows. "I do not know what else to call you."
This is not a problem she runs into at home. Most of the people she comes into contact with do have titles, though not all choose to use or reveal them right away, but ... but it doesn't seem to matter here, at least in how others want to be addressed.
She waits for him to say something else, but Roland looks preoccupied in climbing down, and disturbing his efforts doesn't seem like a very good idea. After looking around, and finding relatively few places to sit comfortably, Arwen drops into a crouch. The snow isn't exactly made for sprawling in, especially with the thin clothing everyone is dressed in.
Eventually she speaks up again. "I was looking ... I just needed some time alone." She doesn't like crying in front of an audience. "Are you alright?"
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This is not a problem she runs into at home. Most of the people she comes into contact with do have titles, though not all choose to use or reveal them right away, but ... but it doesn't seem to matter here, at least in how others want to be addressed.
She waits for him to say something else, but Roland looks preoccupied in climbing down, and disturbing his efforts doesn't seem like a very good idea. After looking around, and finding relatively few places to sit comfortably, Arwen drops into a crouch. The snow isn't exactly made for sprawling in, especially with the thin clothing everyone is dressed in.
Eventually she speaks up again. "I was looking ... I just needed some time alone." She doesn't like crying in front of an audience. "Are you alright?"