She flushed in embarrassment, scratching her temple. "It's a song from when he were young.. I find it a habit to hum it sometimes when I'm walking."
He seemed intrigued, looking over at Puck, who seemed smug. “We adventured a lot together. For a long time.”
“Way longer than you two have even known each other,” he continued, and Ben frowned a little. “Yes. Such is the experience of childhood best friends.”
He looked down at her gratefully, but Puck frowned w little. “If you could even call this an adventure.”
They walked for hours as the beating sun came down on them. Finally, in the distance, they would see a small hut, with a smoking chimney
“Yes,” Ben replied. “Dwarven houses are quite small because, well...” “Because they’re small,” Puck chimed in.
