Harrim fiddles with his beard pensively. "I would ask you – if you go to help them, take me with you. I know i

Harrim fiddles with his beard pensively. "I would ask you – if you go to help them, take me with you. I know it's folly to gloat, but I would see with my own eyes our proud guests from the Five Kings Mountains caught in such a mess... – And then send them home with my own tongue. I hope you will allow me this small pleasure..."