Confusion of thoughts
Earenis could not deny that she was happy when Legolas and Gimli had left. The conversation had confused her and she just couldn't figure it out. With Gimli she was quite sure that he meant it honestly when he was nice to her (even if that irritated her too), but Legolas... Had he played it to get some peace from his friend? After all, she had noticed on the trip here that Gimli seemed to really mind that his friend hated her so much.
And there was also this sudden apology. Earenis had never expected that the elf would change his mind so quickly. She distrusted him, something was going on that she didn't want to please her.
On top of all the chaos came the realization that this city was in no way prepared for a siege by a larger force. She so much hoped that King Elessar could do something, anything. For even though she would never admit it, she was afraid. She had never taken part in a full-scale battle, always only small skirmishes. She couldn't even fight very well. Yes, she was agile and fast, but when it came to wielding the sword in battle, she would usually just hack away wildly without paying attention to how she wielded her weapon. So far she had gotten through life quite well with that, but this would be her biggest fight yet.
Soon after Legolas and Gimli had left, she too had retreated to her small chamber in one of the barracks of the city, which she had been given. Apparently, the local military had tacitly assumed that she belonged to Lord Elrond's people, and Glorfindel had also said nothing when he had made his rounds the previous evening. So she now lived here temporarily, had a halfway decent bed, regular meals, and did not have to pay anything.
Now, in the evening after the unpleasant encounter with Legolas and Gimli, she sat on her bed and was still brooding about it. To her own dismay, she realized that she was apparently quite fond of Gimli. Was it because he was so kind to her? No one else had ever been really friendly to her. He was pretty much the first person who could see beyond her background and who seemed to be really trying to be friendly and courteous to her.
But why? Was it pity? Then he was just like everyone else. Compassion didn't help her in any way - apart from the fact that she didn't even need help, she managed quite well on her own in her life, she always did. Or was it something other than pity? Was it perhaps really just out of pure kindness? It was hard for her to imagine.
So many questions and no answers! Ignorance gnawed at her, because she hated ignorance. And these were just her personal problems, there was still this inkling that something was going on in the North of Middle-earth at the moment that could not be good - and that must have something to do with her. But what? Something told her that she would still have a part to play in it. However, the question remained as to what this would be and whether she could and would fulfill her role.
The hours passed and more and more questions arose. Meanwhile it had been dark for quite some time and peace returned to the barracks and the whole city. Because of all the open questions, Earenis noticed an inner restlessness in herself, which she did not like. She decided to change her mind with some stretching exercises.
For today she should leave it at that. It would be better to just let the coming events come to her.