Sam had been staying near his room, not wishing to risk going to far when Wights roamed the streets. He had spent his time reading through the information on the odd device, tablet it was called.

So far he had been alone, and slowly getting used to accommodations made for big people. But what was more important, by all accounts, was it was inside. Sam couldn't really remember the last time he had been inside.

So when Jim finally returned he would find a hobbit at the table eating a meal he had prepared after working out how to use this odd foreign cooking equipment he had found.