The hobbit once again spent the entire day outside in the company of the tree; this time however, Aalyeh was also with him. Much like days before, the young hobbit entirely forgot about his farm work. His fields had not been worked since before he found the seed, but this did not matter to him now. All he cared about now was Aalyeh. All he wanted was to spend the entire day with her. She was very tall and it was hard for the small hobbit to talk to her. Especially when she stood up. She towered over him. He was only about 1/3 of her size. Her size mattered to him just as much as his farm work.
When twilight once again bathed the land in monochrome and the hobbit once again had to find the way back to his home he decided to invite his new found friend home. Happily she accepted. They chatted happily while on the way home. Unfortunately, once again the young hobbit was distracted and could not find his way. After quite a while the two found themselves in the woods, lost beyond all hope. The young hobbit was too proud to admit his own folly and when asked by Aalyeh, he simply said:
"I'm not lost; I'm just... directionally challenged!"
"What does that mean?" Asked Aalyeh.
"It means that... ummm... I just wanted to take you on a tour of the town... and in the darkness...umm...my excellent sense of direction... got kind of messed up..."
"Oh," she said," that is so kind of you! That you would risk being lost just to show me a good time!"
"Yeahhhh," he though. "Now if only that were true. If only I knew where we were..."
The night crawled forward and eventually it began to rain. The two wandered into a clearing and the moon shone through the clouds. A lunar rainbow shone in the night sky, only visible because of the pair's enhanced vision, even then it was still hard to see; even so it was still the second most beautiful thing the hobbit had ever seen. He gazed at the rainbow as the most beautiful thing the hobbit had seen was dancing in the moonlight. When she finally stopped to gaze at the lunar rainbow, the hobbit inched closer. After much mental preparation, the hobbit finally got up the courage to grab the dryad's hand. Although they looked more like mother and child, she could easily feel his feelings reaching her through the simple gesture. Both blushed, but even through the minor embarrassment, they held on all the tighter.
Morning came and went and the two still hadn't found their way home. They were so distracted by each other's company that they ended up walking right by the hobbit's house without noticing. Eventually the hobbit decided that he would ask the owner of the next house they came to for directions.
"Marco," the owner said pointing behind the two, "you live next door."
The young hobbit turned around and noticed that the other hobbit was indeed correct. Blushing, the young hobbit turned back to the other hobbit. "I am so sorry!"
"Don't worry about it," the other hobbit replied," everyone knows that you can't walk around a tree without getting lost. What we didn't know was you couldn't walk in a straight line without losing your way." The other hobbit said in a mocking tone. "Who do you have with you, Marco? She's too tall for you!" The young hobbit blushed furiously and turned around to go back to his home. "Just remember" his neighbor called out," just go straight! Don't turn, just go straight!" The other hobbit jeered. The young hobbit blushed even more and walked off in the direction of his home. Blinded by his fury the young hobbit once again walked past his home. It was only when his neighbor started laughing madly that he noticed his own mistake. Aalyeh followed just a small bit confused.
Aalyeh had a hard time squeezing into the tiny hobbit door, and even when she was in she could not stand up. The young hobbit offered her a seat in the main room, it was not a good fit and Aalyeh's legs stretched far beyond what the hobbit's would. The hobbit gave her a quick walkthrough of the house and then realizing how tired he was, he offered her his bed, as neither had slept for over a day. She happily accepted and slowly made her way to the bedroom. She was far too large for the hobbit-sized bead and eventually found that curling up was the most comfortable. The young hobbit slept in one of the chairs.