He had been dozing, exhausted from the exploring and from the long walks through the dead zones, his powers subdued. Other things too, but Galadriel's song drew him up and out of the light doze. He closed his eyes, listening to the haunting melody of it, letting it wrap itself around him and give him comfort.

He pushed up and walked towards her, waiting until she finished to lightly clap his hands, smiling at his friend, the woman who had once held place as his grandmother according to the Castle.

"That was lovely, Galadriel. I do not think I have ever heard you sing," he smiled, sitting down near her.