Sam nodded at him, he of course would not have thought any less of Frodo for freezing at these strange noises and shapes in the air. He knew how brave he was, or how brave he would be.

It still confused him, but the strength he knew Frodo had was still there in tween Frodo, just not yet found.

The change in subject had him blinking, "Well because your cousin to mister Bilbo, and I mind my manners." He began to steer Frodo back to the safety of the group.