"Orin. We’re off!" "Please" Balin rises to his feet, holding the contract, reading off of it. "It’s just the usual summary of out-of-pocket expenses, time required, remuneration, funeral arrangements, so forth", he passes it to Bilbo. "Funeral arrangements?", he opens the contract and starts reading it. As he is reading the contract, Thorin whispers to Gandalf, "I cannot guarantee his safety", already feeling wary and skeptical about having a Hobbit along on a perilous journey.