Yavanna's green eyes seemed to sparkle. She was glad, she could make the young Durin heirs and Saeril feel better in such times. She noticed Saeril's cloak flutter slightly. Did she provoke such action, by mentioning flying? Yavanna stood up again, clearing up after herself...as she then cleaned her own hands. They felt like a family...and in many ways, they were like family to her.

Bofur smiled softly, it seemed like the young she-elf could make everyone feel better. Just with a smile. Watching the two young heirs, he smiled over at them both. Before watching Yavanna curiously. "What happened, back near Mirkwood?" he asked her in a whisper, meaning when she fell behind. He was curious, as was Thorin. But the other one, did not pry into such things.

Bofur's sudden question out of curiosity, made her stop. The young Princess couldn't help but think about Legolas in that moment. A slight blush creeped up onto her cheeks. "I...umm just..." Yavanna then mumbled something about saving the Prince's life, quietly. She was a little embarrassed...Bofur brought it up. It was bit unexpected. Nor did she think, Thorin would approve given his words about King Thranduil. So her voice had been quite, for Thorin's sake. Even if he did kill an Orc, to save the Prince's life too. As odd as it was, Thorin would not admit to saving the Prince's life...he just passed it off, as killing an enemy...not saving the Elf.