—Gimli, the battle is hours away. You have no call to be frightened.
—What have I done, Elf, that you insult me in this way? Never have I been afraid, of battle joined or battle to come.
—I beg your pardon, friend. But I heard your heart beat quickly and I took it for fear. Are you ill?
—No, you need not be concerned.
—Then what is the reason? For your heart is still loud in my ears.
—Come near and I will show you. Closer yet, bend down to me...ah, there, Legolas, now your heart is pounding too.