Faramir couldn't help but smile a bit - it was true, Henneth Annûn did get chilly and damp in the winter - although the Gondorian winter was shorter than some, as far south as they were located. "Certainly so, my lady. And drier. Stone walls do not give the best atmosphere, I must say."
He raised an eyebrow, skeptical that she could ever enjoy something as annoying as snoring. But perhaps she could - he would not judge on that.
"Ah, perhaps that is merely because you do not know me yet. I assure you that there is plenty of me not to like." Or, at least his father had found enough.