Legolas gave a sigh, before he opened his eyes again, having to look at the ground while keeping his hand on her own. "I don't know", he said, almost in sadness and confusion. He never thought he could love again, not after what happened to his mother. That didn't mean he didn't love his father dearly; it just meant that this warmer side of him hasn't been expressed in such a long time. There was a battle between his negative and positive feelings, and he wasn't sure what to make of it towards the young she-elf before him. Could it be...that his father may have been right on what he felt towards her? Was he feeling that same feeling that he felt back in Mirkwood? 

He swallowed on the spot, before looking back up at her. "What about you?", he tried to switch the question towards her, stubborn as always.