I could speculate more specifically but I think at some point it crosses a line for - privacy reasons or something - 

Yeah, I don't need to know.

Hugs.

After a couple seconds she sighs mournfully and relaxes. Miss my people.

Yeah, I bet. I'm sorry.

Should just - ugh. She snuggles in closer. Shouldn't talk about it, you probably don't want to hear it and I'm sure I'll regret it later anyway if I do.

I doubt I'll mind.

She makes a face.

One of my options is to take something that'll just - permanently make me infertile. And it makes sense, and it'd make everything easier, and it's safer, and I don't want to and I don't know why. And it's frustrating.

That sounds frustrating. If you don't want that option that seems a good reason not to take it.

I know; I'm not going to unless something changes. But I wish I had a better reason.

Okay. The obvious reason is not wanting to cement the unlikelihood of ever seeing someone of your own species again. But it's really not his business.

She hugs him and, after a second, starts singing. Kobold songs aren't much like Quendi ones, but she seems to be trying for a hybrid anyway.

Well, if he can follow along, he can sing along, no matter how strange the style.

He can; kobold songs aren't very complicated, usually. And after a few minutes she brings it to a close and waits for him to pick the next one.

Sure, he can sing more songs from Valinor. It's only a little painful; there's the Ice in between numbing everything.

And after a little while, her voice fades out, and when he looks down he'll find that she's fallen asleep.

So he'll lean back and organize the camp and shove Maitimo out of his mind and eventually sleep.

She sleeps quietly and wakes before dawn; when she does, she stays still for a few minutes, listening to his breathing and the sounds of the camp.

Most of the people aren't sleeping; they've just picked a camp site and have been working without pause. There's still a lot of singing.

Once she has a feel for how the camp is laid out and how the people in it are moving around, she carefully disentangles herself and goes to look for breakfast, following her nose and avoiding the worst of the crowds.

There's food being distributed, though it's not cooked or prepared or especially tasty. 

It's not eggs and beyond that she's not going to complain. She finds a quiet place to sit and eat, and then goes to the jungle to get some eggs for them - they probably aren't sick of them yet, not with so many people to distribute them among.

The vast majority of them still haven't gotten an egg yet, yeah.

Well, now a few dozen more of them will, and while they're doing that she goes back to her quiet corner and checks on Maitimo.

Awake and staring at the wall.