[magic. somehow, legolas isn't surprised. it isn't incorrect, anyway; they do have some amount of magic in mirkwood, but.. not like the kind other worlds seem to have. it's still strange (saddening, really) to think of a world where magic is a myth, something that doesn't exist anymore, or what what is believed of them are paltry things, like washing out blood.]

There you have it, then. And I am sure there are.. chemicals [vague.. gesture.] that may be useful as well, though I know now what they would be.

[he shrugs then, after a moment of contemplation and inspecting of the stains.]

..If it is magic you seek, I might be able to burn it. But is washing so terrible a task?