(For the "Buy" prompt.)
“No regrets, old friend?” Dori enquires, puffing slightly. The Hobbit's eyes twinkle.
“I thought, for a moment there, that I could never leave – well, everything. Dear old Bag End, and Frodo, and... Yet I feel lighter, and happier, than I've done for years. It's been dearly bought, but – I have my freedom.”