[or in other words, the sound of a tea kettle left forgotten on the stove, waiting to go off]

Unsavory yes, but neither blind nor deaf nor unable to read, Bilbo. I would take care to be more pleasant towards your mun, especially since they do rather love throwing hobbits and other decent folk into adventures worse than the one you are already on.

I think I shall, if only for a time. [smiling, he's joined Bilbo at his side] But I think I have earned myself a little rest from more adventures; enjoy it while you can, I say.