“Halflings!” laughed the rider that stood beside Eomer, “Halflings! But they are only a little people in old songs and children’s tales out of the North. Do we walk in legends or on the green earth in the daylight?”
“You didn’t think that Halflings were real?” asked Aragorn. “That’s like, super racist, dude. Are elves also imaginary?”
“It’s 3019, I thought we were past this,” muttered Legolas.
Aragorn: We seek two of our friends whom the orcs had taken. They would appear small to you, like children.
Eomer: We counted all of the dead, and there were no children among them.
Gimli: They weren’t children, they were halflings!
Eomer: Halflings! Those were just a legend to us! They’re real?
Aragorn: Yes, they are.
Eomer: According to the old stories I’d heard about Halflings, they were hunted by the men of Rohan. I’d heard that they were delicious to eat. Is that true?
Aragorn: ………… I haven’t been able to find out yet…