The only response that Legolas gave, was a smile upon his handsome Elven face, when she asked him if was sure. He wasn’t lying, and he never had. He figured that the locket would look nice upon the daughter of Lord Elrond and Lady Celebrian; like it was meant to be passed down to the young Yavanna. “I’m sure she would want you to”, he encouraged her, before the princess wrapped her arms around him. The blonde didn’t hesitate to reciprocate what she was trying to give, and he was willing to return it, with one of his arms wrapped around her waist, and the other upon her upper back. 

Once again, he tried to breathe the young she-elf in, while they were in the embrace. It was almost if it made him want to...know what it was like. By the time Yavanna pulled away, he looked into her green eyes, before carefully allowing his fingers to touch the side of her face. It took him a few moments to gather his bearings on what he wanted to do. Slowly, he leaned down, towards her face, and gently allowed their lips to touch.