It can't be said to remind him of better days, exactly, but of former times. The time his family had spent with Thranduil had been a particular stretch of his life, distinct from the rest, and it had made an impression.

As such, he offers a muted smile. "Well, I don't care much for the chances of someone who opposes your will, when it's set." A pause, then lower, "Is there anything I can do? Or Thomas, I am sure he'd be eager to throw in if I can contact him." Technically Aurèle could also help but ... Thranduil has met Aurèle.