Frodo seemed very suddenly interested, leaning forward towards the other hobbit. "Moved on huh?" His voice was low. "Got anyone...else on your mind?"

"As of right now I'm open..." He smiled and nodded. "I guess for now though, it's just a matter of time before someone comes and sweeps me off my feet." He laughed. "Kind of a fairy tale in it self though right Mr. Frodo?"

Frodo smiled. "You need someone to sweep you off your feet huh? I'm sure you'll find someone soon, so you can have your fairy tail ending."

"Thanks for the hope Mr.Frodo." Sam grinned, "AND you will find yours."

He sighed. "I don't think so Sam. I really don't think so."

"Ya gotta stay positive Mr. Frodo. Ya never honestly know." he leaned over and patted his friend on the knee.

Frodo hummed softly. "Thanks Sam...I'm just..not so young anymore...times running out for me."

"Ah, ya got all the time in the world." He waved his hand and laughed once more.

Frodo smiled at Sam, moving a little closer before deciding to stop. "Oh! I think the stew is ready." He got up and grabbed two bowls, filling them and handing one to Sam. He blew on it to cool it, looking at Sam.

Sam smiled and grabbed the bowl from him, blowing on it as well. Letting the steam roll off the top. Then took a bite of it. "Mmm~" He hummed softly.

Frodo took a few bites too. "This is really good." He said with a smile. "Thanks for helping me."

"Anytime Mr.Fordo." He smiled wide and took another bite. Sam was hoping his company was at least helping him a bit.

Frodo grinned at his friend. "It's so nice to have you here with me." He took a few more sips of soup before coming closer, kissing Sam's cheek. "I'm going to need to go to bed soon. Would you like me to show you to the spare room?"

Sam flinched a bit but then nodded to him. "Yeah, if ya wouldn't mind." He said finishing up his stew.

Frodo frowned slightly at the flinching, determining he shouldn't get so close in the future. He lead Sam down a hallway and to a homely room. "Here you are..."

"Aw, thank you, Mr.Frodo." He smiled wide and looked at his friend in the face. He still seemed kind of down and not on earth. This had him worried more.

Frodo smiled back wryly. "No problem..." He turned away and sulked out the door.

"Mr.Frodo....." He said quickly.

Frodo turned around and looked at his friend, face a little red. "Yes?"

He grabbed his friend and held him in a tight embrace.

Frodo's breath hitched and he became rigid before relaxing and embracing Sam back. "That was kind of sudden.."

"Aye, ya look like ya needed one." He hugged him tighter and smiled.

Frodo sighed and closed his eyes, leaning closer. "Yeah, I did..." He was relived that the conversation earlier had not scared Sam away from him.

He hugged him a bit tighter then let go. "Alright, Mr.Frodo. Sleep well."

Frodo nodded. "Good night Sam.." He fled from the room, going to his own. He laid face down on the bed and fell asleep within a few moments, exhausted beyond belief.