The chicken comes to Reigen's hand and lowers her head so that it is under his fingers, and turns it so that her head feathers gently caress the man's palm.

Curufin gets the picture, smiles a little, and speaks to the goats. "Like Reigen says, go on up the path and find the other goats. It's all cool, everything's cool."

The goats tilt their heads as though listening and considering, and then they bleat softly at Reigen again, and turn and trot up the path.