[ She's a warm weight against his side and he doesn't seem to mind the contact at all. The box rests in his lap, while he finishes the piece she presented him even earlier. Eating it in small nibbles and savouring the flavour that spreads with each one. ]

I am glad you had seen him as he truly is and think of him so.

[ What she said? It's all true and it goes not only for the Men, but for the Elves, for the Dwarves and likely even for the Hobbits. Odd as it may be, with all the differences among the people, there was this single quality they had all in common.

The mention of the enchanted hat though... ah. That's truly bizarre and his puzzled look at Hermione says just that. ]

Enchanted items are not unknown to us, though I would never have thought to enchant a hat. Though it sounds a powerful skill to know one's heart inside out.