Strange how those words kept being repeated to him lately. Faramir smiled in return and he inclined his head in a solemn bow.

"Then I shall endeavour to be just that," he agreed, a little amused but perhaps a little pleased as well. Pleased that he had managed to not destroy anything in a moment's weakness. "And let me thank you for keeping my books from being trampled. Baru is a fine horse and he is well trained, but he has little respect for the written word."