Somewhere in the midst of battle, Galadriel halts; this is familiar. She knows this. It takes time to filter through the milennia of memories- this is someone she knows as Galadriel, not as Artanis. Will.

The thoughts he receives in return are not the calming sort he has no doubt begun to associate with her. These are panicked, fearful thoughts, with just a touch of shame to them.

You should not be here. It is too dangerous. And, unstated but plain enough is the fact that she would not have him see this.