Legolas was sitting at the desk. He was a little amused because every drawer he opened had a cookie in it. If it didn't have a cookie in it then it had a fish. Or two fish, and if there was a single cookie in a drawer then he had to wonder where the rest of the stockpile was. He wouldn't go hunting for it, already the squirrel had threatened his beautiful fingers with those deadly teeth.
Sighing he pushed closed the bottom drawer, thankful that it was cool enough within the mansion to keep the smell of fish down for quite a while. His eyes went to the gates, smiling as a key appeared. He opened the map drawer and pulled one out, only to drop it on the desk as the female appeared.
She was so frightened. Racing over to her on light feet he dropped down beside her, a hand slowly going to her back as he spoke softly, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Legolas tried giving her a warm smile as he knelt closer to her. She was...he couldn't quite place his mind upon what she was. He felt a connection with her though, a connection that he usually only felt with fellow elves. At her words he frowned. How could he explain that she wasn't technically banished? Because from her world this would...this was banishment. Legolas hadn't thought of it that way before.
Talking softly still, he tried to soothe her, "I'm Legolas. You're safe here. No one here will harm you."