[ He is either talking to a father in kind (and ai, what kind of son would the mortal man with an Elvenking-favoured look about him own?) or someone with significant experience in holding sway, protection, over the lives of others. It could be either or neither, even something else; he does not pry, in turn. They have something of that alike about them.

The facetiousness does not bargain for a rise of any kind, no anger or indignity forthcoming. His resignation to let Legolas go was bone-deep and altering. ]

He sailed far away, several decades ago. I had thought the creatures here would return him to me but I would not wish for trouble to come upon him ere he finds peace in his new life. [ There's a note of curiosity in the way Roy phrases himself, indulged on a whim. ] He would have found this land much to his liking.

You do not, I take it?