[His smile turns a touch more gentle, since now he realises... oh. Sorry, no (but company is still good so it's not as if she won't want to talk to him just because he's not interested, right).]
I doubt it not. [Stumps and rocks are many things, but usually not fun.] Yet I wonder if I can promise the same.
I saw you not the last time my path led me here. ["Who are you?" A small bow and that hand-over-heart gesture.] I am Legolas of Mirkwood.