[The ribbon makes him recall some of the folk dances back in the Shire. The graceful movements make him think, suddenly, of the elves. It's an odd juxtaposition of thought, and a curious hobbit finds himself peeking, just a little, carefully, around the door of the rec center room where Maron is practicing.
When she turns in his direction, he has a tendency to duck quickly out of sight, but occasionally a glimpse is still quite visible. And by the time the ribbon goes hurtling through the air, it manages to land at his feet. He bends to pick it up, and holds it out to the girl.]
[Action: Gymnastics]
When she turns in his direction, he has a tendency to duck quickly out of sight, but occasionally a glimpse is still quite visible. And by the time the ribbon goes hurtling through the air, it manages to land at his feet. He bends to pick it up, and holds it out to the girl.]
It seems to have a mind of its own, doesn't it?