Legolas continued to hold her, even when he felt her head pull back to look at him. He opened his eyes, and looked back at her, just inwardly happy and relieved that she was safe...and breathing. He didn't think he could live without another elf to appearing to have caught his attention, and bond with them. This includes Tauriel, one of the few elves to ever support him, ever since the death of his mother. But for this young she-elf to come along, he didn't think he would have such feelings being awoken again. Yavanna became his savior somehow, like an angel coming down to save him from these cold and negative feelings. Overall, she was making him crack from under his hardening-cold exterior. He could only appreciate the amount of warmth she expressed towards him ever since they had first met, and for once in his life, he didn't hesitate on telling her about the experience with his mother, as he had never shared it with anyone, other than his father. 

The expression in her green eyes only showed how much of an appreciation she had for him, in return. Those eyes caused him to get lost in them when his lips slightly gaped, as he looked at the speck of light inside them, having to spot it lingering within her soul. 

Saeril held Kili in her arms, as they sat beside Fili's body and looked upon him in sorrow.