She leaned in to his touch, briefly closing her eyes. Such a simple form of affection and yet how she had missed it. She was in his arms again and that was a gift even she had not foreseen. Finally, she regained enough of her senses to utter a reply- and the first thing to spring from her lips was a laugh.

"My love, only you would shift your concern so quickly to another. I am well- better now, I think, than I have been in some time."

However content she would be to simply remain here like this, wrapped in his embrace, she owes him an explanation. Galadriel pulled back, watching his face carefully. "You have only just arrived, have you not? There is much I must tell you."