Kili found her response to be just as mysterious as she was. How could he have known her? Did she know him? While he normally may have said no, he [i]did[/i] sense something, and so he hesitated. Brows furrowed, he rubbed the back of his neck in a nervous habit.

"I feel that I know you, but I have never seen you." This confused the young dwarf; he found this woman to be very gentle, almost in a motherly fashion. Something about her presence was familiar, though her name was not. "That doesn't make much sense, does it?" There was a pause after that, and he found himself wondering if she was well known as Gandalf had been. Was she a user of magic? Perhaps she was royalty. It was now that he wished he had questioned Gandalf beforehand.

Kili turned his attention to the fire as well, though he sideways glanced to her. "Should I know you?" The prince really did wish for more answers, and he was rather frustrated with himself for not knowing. In many ways, he was naive. Some stories had not been told to him, though he had heard rumors here and there...much of the truth regarding their Delva, and her past, he did not know.