Saeril looked at him, as soon as he joked about how much of a handful he and Fili were. It was true; she did see Dis and a few others struggle to maintain the boys' excitement, and her decision to stay away became something of great value to her ever since. For the most part, Kili was the wild-child of the family; that she could assume quite quickly. Completely valid. The eldest, on the other hand, was much more reserved, and (somewhat) well-mannered. 

She chuckled at his light-heartedness. He was quick to say something that would cheer someone up, and it was working on even the most proudest D of individuals, like herself and his uncle, Thorin. That was what Saeril liked about him: his happiness, and his pure innocence. But there were some things in the world he has yet to learn. His determination, honestly, surprised her though. However, he didn't know everything about her, and that was what she truly feared. He could hate her for what she did. Sooner or later, he will.

Saeril supposed that he only said that for her physical appearance, not for what she did -- and she preferred to keep it that way for a while. He just met, and possibly accepted, his godmother; there was no need for her to induce such fear now. "They are", she simply answered before stretching one huge, brown, feathery wing out, so it was behind him. "I can. Above the clouds and into the headwinds, they never faltered. Not even once", the she-elf smiled as she fondly talked about their capabilities. "Since I trust them, maybe one day, you can fly with me. See what I see", she offered with a gentle smile.