Keith looks to Lyrique, "Now who is being pompous, oh powerful Lyrique, I can see that Sildarin cannot speak for himself, but you feel the need to awe me with your power... I say what I see, where was I, I had lost my way, and not finding sight of my comrades did what I could, I had my own travails, my own battles, perhaps not as grand as yours, mighty Lyrique, but I had my own tests..."
Keith stood, "I will say what I like, when I like, I have nothing against Sildarin, outside of his meakishness, and the suspsicion that he holds a grudge aginst my personage, for whatever percieved slight there may be."
"I am well aware of the fact that he helped, Boromin, but if we were attacked, and he was injured, and none knew how grievously he could have been a liaibility, especially with giants out and about, mighty Lyrique, perhaps since you are so powerful why don't you posture towards them, and not me, for certainly they are your enemy, and not I," Keith responds, looking back to Lyrique.