There’s a faint sigh ( upon being discovered ), and Tauriel reluctantly pushes a branch out of her way to reveal herself, perched a few meters above the ground. She greets the other with a somewhat sheepish smile, before pushing herself away from her branch, and onto the white path of the garden below. “I did not wish to disturb you. It is your last night to enjoy these gardens, after all.”
“ & I would wish for you to enjoy them with me. ”
The other's HESITANCE concerns her. With so little time left, she would rather it were spent on something other than the MELANCHOLY that she knows they both feel settling under their skin.
“ Unless you desire solitude ? ”









