{He can't resist reaching out and stroking the kitten's fuzzy face. She has a mothering instinct and he is amused that someone like Xiao Xingchen has, more or less, been "adopted" by her.}

You needn't warn me. I was concerned. {Thranduil hesitates, choosing his words carefully.} If you wish to speak of anything, I will listen. My experience could be put to some use.