"I am not sure. They... Ah... it is likely my imagination carrying me away." He laughed a little, not sure what to think of the almost whispers that got louder when he brushed a spine of a book. Everything about this place was so strange and unexplainable.

"I spend so little time home these days that I get carried away..." By the fleeting lives of mortals and how they lived so passionately. He saw such a life in dwarves as well, but few wanted to get to know him as well as he wished to know them.

"Thank you. I was no looking forward to scouting this place out with no extra set of eyes. I have misplaced my brother so... it is like losing half of yourself." He did not know if Fili would understand, but he had a feeling perhaps maybe he could. Nodding once, he started toward the next wing, looking a little hesitant as he placed a hand on the door.

"I am hoping my imagination is running away with me... but I felt like eyes were on me in the other wing."