Legolas returned the hug that Tauriel willingly gave. He knew that he would miss her greatly, considering that she was one of his best friends and comrade in-arms; the only one to ever truly support him in troubled times, as it was a platonic bond between partners. "And I hope yours to be as just", he returned, before letting go. "One day", he smiled to her, truly wishing her luck, before turning around, and walking ahead of her, tucking the necklace under his Elven tunic. 

"I was given some Elven bread from back in Rivendell that we can use", Saeril stated as a matter-of-fact. She did get some Elven bread but has yet to eat some, since she was saving it for emergencies; in case, they would run out of consuming necessities. "But...", she paused, before gesturing to the dwarf. "We are to stick together at all times. I fear that the battle we just endured, was only the beginning", the Elder recommended. "The Defiler may be dead, but the world, as we know it, is not safe anymore. Particularly, for the three of us", she said, almost as a warning.