It is alright, you do better than others.

[She shakes her head, trying to imagine being on this ship for that long It would be unbearable. As pleasant as the gardens are, they aren't the Forest of Neldoreth. She misses Menegroth and all of Doriath.]

I imagine you are, by far, the the most knowledgeable of us. Perhaps I can rely upon you should I ever become lost?

[There's a good chance of it happening. Even if her home literally translates to 'thousand caves.']