She is your kin. The right falls to her. [ and it is not one that thranduil particularly wants, so it makes this all very simple- he leaves it to her, and tidily moves on, skipping the topic of the three entirely, and all the hurt that might live there. ]

And I am glad to have another Quendi in Thedas, where there is much work to be done. [ but- later. celebrimbor has hurts to heal- the physical ones will be impeded, due to the veil and all the harm it does to those who have their fëa on one side and their hroa on the other. the other hurts can, perhaps, only be healed by mandos and time. well. they are elves, they are entitled to both. ] And especially one who knew my wife.

[ thranduil shifts on the bench, turns his body more towards celebrimbor. ] May I fetch water for you? Tea? Whatever the healers have deemed acceptable for you. Lembas in milk, perhaps, with honey?