Tinuviel blinked at him. "Yes. I'll go with you." She smiled softly, tiredly rubbing her head. The girl wrapped the cloak tighter around herself, shivering in the wind. "Please. I can work hard..." she added quietly, watching him. She gently bowed her head, shivering in the harsh cold. The girl nodded again. "I'll work hard. I can work hard and I want to be rid... of.... of this...." she trailed off, silent.