Kili was indeed thankful that she had once again moved down to his level. Their difference in height really was incredible; aside from Gandalf, Kili had never faced someone so tall. This would take some getting used to. The hug was warm and sincere, and he felt better for it. For so long he'd admired her, and he could not have asked for a nicer gift. Perhaps Fili had been right to keep her a secret after all.

"Have you come to travel with us to Erebor?" The words were a touch muffled, and so moved his face a bit so that he may look to her. Kili had only just met their godmother, he did not wish to part from her so soon. "Is that why you've come with Gandalf?"