Gandalf glanced at Legolas, who was trying to catch a butterfly and quite content to ignore the conversation between Ent and Wizard.
"He handled meeting you better than I would have expected. Bring all your company, but admit only two, then if he handles that well, the rest could enter."
"Thank you Quickbeam, I will send in Aragorn and one other, for Aragorn has known him long."
"Then do not send him, send any but him. He will bring up memories that he is not ready for. I think maybe the hobbits would not be too hard at first. They are his height."
"Who?" Legolas gave up on his persuit of the butterfly in favor of the conversation. "Are there more...uh...mellon coming?"
"Mellon is friend Legolas," said Bregalad calmly and patiently.
Legolas' young cherub of a face went suddenly blank, "'Speek 'friend' and enter,'" he said. He blinked and his eyes were wide. "That was a queer feeling." He beamed at Gandalf, "I can not wait to meet your...friends."
"Indeed," said Gandalf with one eyebrow raised.