Legolas bows his head slightly at the change in his father. This is a king in front of him now and he reacts appropriately. He wants to ask, now, what the last thing Thranduil recalls is, what's happened most recently that's memorable, but he's been asked a question himself. And it would be disrespectful to ask one in turn right now.

"After Mithrandir fell in Moria, we sought shelter in Lothlórien. It was the safest place for us as we fled from the orcs and we were given rest and supplies in Caras Galadhon."

He takes his bow and offers it to Thranduil. Not the bow he's always used in Mirkwood, but a bow used by the Galadhrim. Larger and with a greater draw weight, more accurate than his had been. And the wood, mallorn, is the most notable difference.

"This was her gift to me."