Kili had plenty more he wished to ask in regards to her ability to fly, though he refrained from doing so. At least for now. Rather than respond, he nodded slowly, he could not believe what he'd seen. "Is that magic, then? How your wings turn into a cloak...is that a spell of some sort?" Magic was another thing he'd yet to see, and he was just bursting with things to tell his brother once they had a moment to speak. 

"Kili! You'd best not be smuggling tankards of ale." Dwalin seemed to have come to conclusion that Thorin's youngest nephew snuck away to drink more ale than a dwarf of his size should. "You'll need to keep an eye on him, Fili! We haven't even set out yet, and he's gettin' himself lost."

Grimacing lightly, Kili rose from his chair before Dwalin might come up with more theories as to his disappearance. "Fili won't be able to believe it -- does Thorin know of you?" Even as they walked, he continued to ask questions.