Elrond steps up behind his brother, adjusting his own robes.

"You are not king here, 'Ros. Leave it."

Not to mention it's easier to ignore the fact his brother is Mortal now, with his short hair and the grey. Easier, but he'll never forget it. Even without the fact for him, Elros has been dead for...a while already.

"I will leave my circlet behind if it makes you feel better."