[ Thank you for that, little nug. Not that it stops him from going back to petting her, or from making sure she doesn't accidentally tumble off when she tugs. ]

And there is no way to follow, no way to contact them there?

[ He imagines there must not be, otherwise surely students would go on pilgrimages, less capable or not. Humans often try to reclaim old glory, and he knows the elves of this world are -- but perhaps not Thranduil and his kin. They are not the same as the others. ]

It is fascinating, to see what people are drawn to -- the magic that picks them, as opposed to the other way around.