Curufin laughs softly. "It's a deal. Shake on it?" He sees the open hand, and he offers his own.

"You go and catch a nap, then. And watch out for those obnoxious people who are waking other people up! I declare, I don't know what has become of manners in this place! -- all this waking of sleepers and swearing at them!" He shakes his head in judgmental dismay.

Not that blowing up buildings is exactly the epitome of politeness, but of course, Curufin thinks that sort of behavior is perfectly normal.