Once they reached an opening with the cave, the Grey Wizard had apparently forgotten which way they were supposed to go. It was, thankfully, a good time for them to take a break, and recollect their thoughts. They don't how long they had to wait it out, but they sat there for quite a while. 

Gandalf had finally managed to look away from the many-paths, in order to glance towards the princess, who've managed to point out the creature Gollum; a recent-victim of the Ring, just before it fell into the possession of Bilbo Baggins. "He's been following us for three days, wandering...and waiting", he said, before going back to thinking. 

Legolas had been sitting on a rock, having to nearly stare into space, almost as if he was deep in thought. He was unaware for the worry that came from the two she-elves, who looked at him, despite that his hand remained in Yavanna's own. After feeling her gentle squeeze, the Prince's only response was to lift the girl's hand, bring it to his lips, and softly kiss it, with his eyes closed, as if he was silently praying to himself that she was still there. The last thing Legolas wanted, or be afraid of, was to lose his beloved, at a too-soon rate.

Saeril was leaning against one of the walls, until she heard her youngest godson's pained voice being directed towards her. Based on what she could sense from his thoughts, there were visions of a younger version of himself leaving gifts for her, in his attempt to communicate with her. The memory matched with his pleads, and the Elven woman quietly sighed in sadness, having to momentarily close her eyes in shame, before opening them again. 

"Once again, I am so sorry in having to silence the truth from you. The truth is told, for which I had feared of the abandonment that would be acted upon, by those I love dearly, especially by those I have sworn an oath to protect, and help grow. On the other hand, the evil inside of me possesses dark intentions; having to do anything to please her master, even going as far as to kill. I couldn't bear to live with the burden of enduring intense hate for what she has done; for what I have done. Yes, I deserved the hate for my cowardly actions, but then...I couldn't just leave Yavanna, you, and everyone else, who were a part of this world, alone. I was scared, Kili, as I adored everyone close to me. Believe me, I am always, and still am, the same Delva that you have forever known, since you’ve been small."

It saddened her just as much, when Saeril had to explain it to him; that she was a victim. She didn't know whether if her tongue of truth would ever become believable, and that's what she wanted Kili to know; that she was still the same person whom he admired, while growing up. She heard footsteps approaching her, and the she-elf could only register that the young Dwarf was hugging her. Was what she said considered true to him now? Almost reluctantly, she kneeled down, in order to let the hug be more comfortable.