Galadriel glances sidelong at Ellana but makes no objection. The man at her feet is better restrained by Merrill's vines than her own hold and she draws her staff back as she regards him. For a moment there is naught but silence and, abruptly, the trapped human pales in terror. He maintains his vow of silence but it is a near thing.

"He is but a scout. His forces are a day's hard travel from here, far too distant to pose an immediate threat," she says and breaks the stillness of the scene. The human and he sags in silent relief as Galadriel turns her gaze on the elf who has only just joined them.

"Your camp shall remain hidden," she adds and looks at the group on whole,"As shall we, so long as he remains unable to alert them."