The presence of Fili did call into question all that Tauriel knew and expected. Was there a world out there, a timeline, where the line of Durin did not fall, and the king under the mountain came into his own once again? She wondered what such a world would be like, but also that she, here, had no place in it.

"These elvish locks aren't so precious as you suggest," she said, with a small laugh. She moved to make room for him on the rocks. "Though I must ask, will I end up with as many beads and decorations as you? I daresay my people do not seem to pull them off quite so well as yours, and I fear turning that thought into truth."