Okay, I am now officially a puddle of GOO. I love the hobbity room made to Faros's suggestion, and the misunderstanding over "rubbing feet," and how Barard keeps surprising Tom with how much Southron he actually understands. I *love* Barard's bravery in the face of his madness, and the two of them dealing (very believably, mind!) with the trust issues following such a long, difficult separation. And OY, the loving!!!!!! Fantastic. And that last line utterly completed my transition from solid to semi-liquid.

*wanders off to find ice in hopes of re-attaining solid status*