Mr. Ron has a surname, Peterson-Adams.
When Durin attended the funeral of Mr. Ron's wife, he noticed several young men supporting him, one of whom was Rabin.
Perhaps they were relatives.
With that thought in mind, Durin dropped flowers into the grave, then approached old Ron.
"Thank you, young sir, my old lady said your porridge was delicious," the old man said, his eyes brimming with tears.
"I will make porridge for you often from now on," Durin said, bowing his head to accept the elder's pat.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Durin," Rabin said as he walked Durin out of the cemetery,
Standing outside the gate, he listened to Durin's story. The Half-Elf extended his hand and embraced Durin: "So it seems, Tony and his family, you also helped to bury them, is that right?"
