A hobbit after my own heart. I'll make you some tea with honey myself, when I can finally see well enough to do so. I've been told that I know a thing or two about tea.

...they did, yes. The means - I'd rather not shake you up further, thanks, not when you're not even in the village. [Because it involved quite a few surgeries and scalpels and needles and tests.] For what madness? A rather outdated inside joke, and seeing whether the blind have an easier or a harder time sleeping.