She doesn't know this one. She leans on him and listens.

Snuggle. 

"Moodkiller," she remarks.

"I shall tell the government to stop murdering people so I can get laid more."

"Yes, do."

"I don't have strong feelings about genocide but I do enjoy impressing girls!"

"You're very impressive! You have the best singing voice ever."

"And yet if I were Amentan I couldn't be a famous singer! It'd be terrible!"

"You don't think you'd be green?"

"I mean, my family's royalty. I suppose 'if we were Amentan' is underspecified and maybe we wouldn't be."

"All the pictures of your dad have green ribbons in his hair."

"Yeah. The succession will probably just skip him, Maitimo actually wants the crown and my father only wants it so his half-siblings don't get it."

"What about your mother, it's matrilineal nearly everywhere -"

"Well, I don't think my father would've married out, he's really attached to the not-letting-his-half-siblings-get-the-crown. My mother does sculpture, though."

"So you have green parents and your brother is weird and you happen to be royalty," she concludes. "I wish I could be green."

"You'd be good at it."

"Thanks."

"I think practically all Elves would be green if we had to sort. Green and purple and a tiny sprinkling of blue and yellow with very green hobbies."

"'Cause you're all so singy?"

"Singy and - we really blur green and purple, most everything we make stands as its own as art - every piece of furniture in Valinor could be in a design museum here -"

"Must be gorgeous."

"Elves like pretty things."

Kiss.

Kiss!!!

She's so adorable when she's smiling!

He can get her to smile a whole lot!