[Thranduil is not the best singer in the world, not with his face a ruin under his glamour, but he certainly can hum. And so he does that, humming to the child as he rocks just a little back and forth.]

I can imagine so. Still your journey was a safe one? The number of foul creatures has diminished since the fall of the enemy, but they still linger on, a reminder of the darker times.