Thranduil looked up to where his son stood looking displeased near his chair in the hall of fire, interrupting something Glorfindel had been saying, "Can I help you with something?"
Legolas sighed dramatically, "We talked about this. You're supposed to try and be friendly, remember? You promised both Galion and Lord Ferdan that you would try."
Thranduil sighed just as dramatically back, "I am being friendly, look I'm talking Lady Celebrian and Lord Glorfindel."
"You always talk to Lady Celebrian and Lord Glorfindel."
"So that suddenly makes it hostile?"
"Would it hurt you to talk to somebody else?"
"I mean, it might."
Legolas turned to where Glorfindel struggled to hide a smile, "Has he always been like this?"
"Yes I have, you've made enough friends for the both of us," Thranduil gestured outwards in a general sweeping motion, "Go fraternize with them."
"Ah yes," Celebrian broke in pleasantly, "am I to expect you and Arwen to disappear for three days and then suddenly reappear. Because if so have fun, she needs some time apart from the twins before she tears them to shreds."
Thranduil narrowed his eyes at the redness in his son's ears, "Yes, am I to expect you to try and secretly be sick off the side of your horse on the way home again? Because that was honestly very amusing and I applaud your efforts."
The redness deepened somewhat.
This time Glorfindel gestured away with a sweeping motion, "Run along Leafling, before they get worse." Legolas wisely took this opportunity to vanish back into the crowd. "You know Thranduil, you really do seem quite unfriendly."
Thranduil rolled his eyes, "Just because you've been reborn doesn't mean you get an opinion on everything."
"No, but the fact that I'm incredibly nosy does."
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