Maybe. I know some of us are happy to try and help, or find a place here, but I got the impression that your dad wasn't... Pleased with the things that unfolded her. It might be better for him to go home and go back to the things he was doing there.

[ Her eyes flicker over to the fabric before she shifts, settling against Legolas and doing nothing more than linking their arms, leaving his free one to do whatever he wants with her gift of chocolate. Her fingers are brushing over his palm, as soothing as she can possibly manage, before she smiles softly and leans her head on his shoulder. ]

Eat up. I have more, too, if you like it - I think I even have a Chocolate Frog. Maybe you can start collecting the magic cards.

[ Apparently there's one of her, now. Erp. ]