Anduin is fingering the bracelet that the villagers have given him as he too makes his slow way towards his 'family' home. He's not certain that he explicitly deserves it, all things considered, but feeling as though it would be rude to refuse a gift. Deep in his thoughts, and tired after a mostly sleepless night spent on the other side of a door from a very angry fox bride, it takes a moment for him to register Hermione in front of him himself.

"Oh, Hermione!" he says, smiling at her as he does. "And you as well! Those were -- quite the festivities, last night..."

Putting it mildly...