Yavanna felt Legolas jump a little bit. Her thumb gently rubbed his shoulder, giving it a gentle, loving squeeze. Even though she felt sadness herself. She hated to see the sadness in his icy blue eyes. Not having seen sadness in them often. Only the one time, his mother had been mentioned at Gundabad. Her hand gently slide down his shoulder, as he turned around. Resting against his arm affectionately.

As he held out the locket back to her, Yavanna thought about his words. Did she really remind him of his mother so much? The compliment made her blush slightly. "You think so?" she whispered softly, as he mentioned she should wear the locket. Yavanna would have to ask one of the servants to make a chain to suit it. Her free hand, gently picked up the locket from his grip. Both their eyes were filled with sadness. Wrapping her arms around him gently, Yavanna rested her head against his chest, as she hugged him.