This answer was not at all what he'd anticipated. Dis would not have given that title to just anyone -- she'd always been fiercely protective of her sons, especially after the loss of their father, and so for her to have given this role to Saeril was an honor. While it did hurt to have been cheated of this, Kili did remember Saeril's kindness, and he could see the regret in her eyes. This was something he wished to correct.

Kili could not help but pity her. For a long while, he was quiet, as he was trying to look at the situation from her perspective. "I suppose I can't blame you too much...as I'm sure you've seen, we were quite the handful," he joked because wished to keep things light, and wanted to show that he held no ill will against her. "I'm sure others may have run, too."

The prince's smile faded when she spoke of her own appearance. It was true that he'd never seen another like her, but this was the furthest he'd ever been from the Blue Mountains. There was much in Middle Earth that he'd yet to see. "I'm not afraid of you," he reassured her hurriedly, and that was the truth. Rather than fear, he felt awestruck, though he had completely missed out on the fact that she had wings.

Once they were revealed to him, his eyes widened in shock. "Are those wings?" The question sounded so absurd; he could not help but stare. Balin was the storyteller of their group, and even he had yet to speak of a creature with wings. Aside from Smaug, of course. The next question escaped him before he could stop himself; and the voices from the next room were now drown out completely to him. "Can you fly??"