[He hangs up without a proper goodbye, because what are proper goodbyes? Niceties for normal people and he's never bothered with those.
[It takes him a bit before he reaches the orchard, his house being a fair distance away as far as Hadriel goes. He's a fairly distinctive sight himself: disheveled white hair, tiny frame . . . and practically swimming in an obviously oversized coat, the upturned collar hiding the bottom half of his face from view.
[He recognizes the man easily enough. Despite how small Near is and how ridiculous he probably looks in the too-large coat, there is a calm self-assurance in his approach. And by the time he speaks, he's already looking at the nearest tree instead of his company.] Hello.
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[It takes him a bit before he reaches the orchard, his house being a fair distance away as far as Hadriel goes. He's a fairly distinctive sight himself: disheveled white hair, tiny frame . . . and practically swimming in an obviously oversized coat, the upturned collar hiding the bottom half of his face from view.
[He recognizes the man easily enough. Despite how small Near is and how ridiculous he probably looks in the too-large coat, there is a calm self-assurance in his approach. And by the time he speaks, he's already looking at the nearest tree instead of his company.] Hello.