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Mellondu-- tick? Not very loudly.
He is very passive and pacifistic; he is a dreamer. This is what made him such an easy choice for Amroth; he enjoyed the romance of Amroth's quest for Nimrodel, and eagerly agreed to help Amroth search for his long-lost sweetheart. As long as it was about love and romance and travelling, it was fine.
Swamp-elves, toothy cannibals attacking his sister-- and Amroth's bizarre reaction to Tharonwe's threat-- came crashing into his sweet dream, and he has turned from that dream in horror. If love for Nimrodel could have made Amroth callous toward Mellonin, what good was it? He has dismissed the quest in his mind. He wants to return to the safe, peaceful, comfortable reality that he knew-- the smithy, the manor, the other servants, his sister at hand, his parents nearby. It seems less monotonous now. He will pressure Mellonin to return home.
But the impact on Mellondu's heart of sharing Amroth's memories of Nimrodel was deeper than he knew. She will not be dismissed so easily.
Mellonin is still somewhat in shock, and will be for another several days of travel. When they draw near to Minas Tirith, the nightmare of the swamp will recede. If Raefindan seems well, she will be sorely tempted to return home.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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