Just Like That
Legolas woke up when the man next to him shuffled, and then got quite a scare upon noticing that blood trickled down the man's nose.
"Eomer? What happened? Where are you wounded?"
Eomer only held a hand to his nose and scuffled out of bed to find a cloth to collect all that... redness.
Legolas winced. "What did you walk into?"
Eomer gave Legolas an incredulous glare.
"I didn't punch you in my sleep did I?"
Eomer attempted a snort, but settled for rolling his eyes after the attempt failed. The action almost made Legolas believe that that was exactly what happened...
Let him stew for a while, he thought as he waited for the bleeding to stop.
To his credit though, Legolas did remain silent for the remainder of the time.
"It's just a nose bleed."
Eomer waited for Legolas to comment on that, but all he got was a blank face. Eomer thought it was actually quite straight forward. Nose... bleed...
"...? So your nose just started bleeding?"
"Yes."
"For no apparent reason."
"... Yes."
"Just like that?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
Eomer shrugged. "It just does."
"So it just starts bleeding for no reason?"
"Isn't that what I said?"
Legolas contemplated this. He didn't remember Aragorn ever getting a 'nose bleed'. "No reason at all?"
Eomer gave the Elf a pointed look. "Do you have a point?"
"What if you lose too much blood?" He immediately became concerned. "Are you feeling woozy at all? Come back and sit down on the bed. Should I call a healer?"
Eomer raised his eyebrow. He heaved a frustrated sigh and got dressed. Then he briskly strode out the door, but not before giving Legolas a quick peck on the lips.
What Legolas learnt today: Men really are delicate creatures.
An afterthought: I think he was annoyed at me...