Legolas was just confusing her now, more than ever. Yes; he should have just experienced the battle, because she had been there with him and was still dirty from its exertions, but it conflicted with what else he had said. "My lord Legolas, I'm afraid I don't understand," she said, carefully. "How can you have been here for a year?"

The query towards her injuries reminded her of the ache in her entire body, and somewhat ruefully shook her head. "I have not been paying much attention to them, I fear," she said, fingers touching her collar where Bolg had slammed his entire fist down, knocking her to the ground.