Arya was lying on her stomach with her chin resting in her hands, lazily swaying her legs. She was tiiierd. But she had a blast outside and nothing could wipe the smile off her face. Leaning her chin on one hand, she raised the other. "I learned that being a hobbit has its disadvantages if your fighting a human. Never use an old broom as means of escape, cause you'll never be fast enough to fly away or fly high enough. Pillows can be a great friend to have in battle. And.......that if Gold, Kellen, and Sabel are all fighting each other it makes it much easier to hit three Gollum!Aragon!Peoples with one wooden spoon......or a few dozen tiny spoons." Mmmm. She had icing on her hands, let us be rid of it shall we?