Yavanna was slowly realizing how similar their families were; in relation to loss and fathers worrying for them. As Legolas spoke off his own mother. Yavanna reached out, gently touching his shoulder; as he was half facing away from her. "I always tried not to think about it, but unfortunately...most of the time, it all comes back to me." Yavanna couldn't forget her mother's fate, no matter how much she would try. Especially with how much heart-ache her brothers had caused her regarding the matter.

"I am sorry you lost her too. I am sure, she was lovely." Yavanna said softly. Even though she knew nothing of Legolas' mother, besides what sad fate she had met. Yavanna was sure, that his mother was a wonderful person. It was a shame, such wonderful people were lost to such fates.