"Well, you met my sister below weathertop. I'm afraid that she will be already boarding a grey ship when we go to sleep in Rivendell" he said and looked at his horse's neck silently for a moment. He then looked at Ever and shook his head.
"You stick your nose into too many business. If I didn't know better, which I don't, I would guess that you got kicked out of shire because of your curiosity. Hobbits are very calm and peceful people. They don't like adventurers or nosy people" he said and grinned below his hood as they travelled at a quick pace towards the slowly nearing mountains
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan