Glorfindel's gaze was filled with sympathy, not disgust. He knew why the Elf mage sought to hide from them. He could imagine how others would react to his visage. He only wished that he had found the Elf sooner so he could show him that not all beings cared for his appearance and spared the little Prince all the years of suffering. He replaced the younger elf's mask, for he knew Legolas would wish for privacy. Tenderly, he carried the Elf to his horse and rode back to Rivendell.