Thorin: You strike me as an unusual Hobbit, Master Baggins.
Bilbo: Well, yes, I guess that would be the Took side of me. Tooks have got a bit of a reputation you see. Adventures, and such. When my mother married a Baggins there was quite the talk.
Thorin: Interesting. I thought perhaps that there would be some Dwarf in you.
Bilbo: Dwarf? Oh, no. No I don’t think so.
Thorin: Would you like some?
Wake up. Say ’good morning’ to the sleepy person lying next to you And if there’s no-one there, then there’s no-one there But at least the war is over.
Like all soldiers in peacetime, Bilbo often dreamt of the battle, but never woke up to it.
It was Thorin, but you could only have told it by his golden chain, and by the colour of his now dirty and tattered sky-blue hood with its tarnished silver tassel. —J.R.R. Tolkien