Saeril kept her gaze at the fire. "You know, young Kili? I have the same feeling with you", she added as a matter-of-fact. With that, she turned her gaze to him, after a moment of looking down. She had to say it; she had to get close to him again, like how the wizard said, if she were to pay for her past unintentional crimes, and it also seems that Gandalf didn't tell them after all. 

With a sigh, she elegantly sat herself upon the comfy lounge nearby, although she kept herself near the warmth of the fire. "I remember a long time ago", she pondered in thought. "There was a woman that I met. Her name was...Dis", she guessed, eventually finding the name of the Dwarven woman, after a second of thinking. "I remember...", the she-elf then began to say. "Two young Dwarven boys with her. Infants", she added, looking at him with a bit of fondness in her eyes.