"And you're right, I often think of Bag End. I miss my books. And my armchair. And my garden.
"See, that's where I belong. That's home.
"And that's why I came back. Because…you don't have one. A home.
"It was taken from you.
"But I will help you take it back, if I can."
And then I smile and tear up at the same time. Kind of like Gandalf.