Glorfindel does not pause to gloat over his victory, instead following suit and allowing those two poor young elves to get on with their jobs.

(There are tiny golden flowers in the seams of his armor, a small rememberance to an older time.)

"The scouts are gone already down both paths, and the larger party will be fully assembled and gone almost before we are."

Glorfindel isn't going to let Elrond out of his sight, no. He severely dislikes his lord's mood at the moment.