He chuckled at the kiss and bound away, watched him go with clear amusement. While Glorfindel was off doing that, he got their soup poured into containers to take to their room. Ecthelion smiled as the excitable elf came back, and reached out to rest his free arm over Glorfindel's shoulders to steer him back towards the portal.

"I have the soup. Do we want anything else while we are here?" He'd find out what else the other had gotten for them soon enough. He could wait.