[He'll never be used to the feeling of blood on his skin and hair and it sends a chill down his spine that he hates. Truly he was not meant for battle, but things didn't always work out in his favor. He only hoped he could be more of a help than a hindrance to those who really could fight.
So when he saves someone's life there is a small bubble of relief that rises in his chest. He knows better now than to pull Sting out, knowing that the worm will just heal over the wound so he holds out one hand back to Garth belatedly, wiping away the blood as best he can off on his coat.]
Pl- Please, it was nothing. You are alright, yes?
[It's hard trying to cut a worm in two with such a small blade like Sting, but Bilbo tries his best.]
apologies for this being so late
So when he saves someone's life there is a small bubble of relief that rises in his chest. He knows better now than to pull Sting out, knowing that the worm will just heal over the wound so he holds out one hand back to Garth belatedly, wiping away the blood as best he can off on his coat.]
Pl- Please, it was nothing. You are alright, yes?
[It's hard trying to cut a worm in two with such a small blade like Sting, but Bilbo tries his best.]