The she-elf nodded, grateful that Kili was able to figure out whose room it was. "Your [i]birthplace[/i] to be exact. The whole Durin family stood in this room that day: Thror, Thrain, Frerin, Thorin, Fili, and myself; welcoming a new dwarrow in your mother's arms. He beared her eyes, and her hair; no trace of your father. All were signs of Durin blood", she fondly recollected on the day of the youngest's birth. Though the thought of his father's passing became a sad memory. Kili didn't get the chance to know his own father, Vili; only Fili could remember that day. 

Saeril gave an amused chuckle at his question. "All the time. Every moment, every day, every night; I was there, hiding in the shadows, and waiting to leave you and Fili a message. A message that shows me always being there for you", she remembered it all. 
However, this recollection turned into a frown upon her beautiful Elevn features. "Not for long. About an hour or two", she answered his question with reassurance albeit slight concern. "Don't worry, Fili's okay. I checked on him, while you were out. I believe I last saw him in the armory", she knew he would go check on him, so she needed to tell him. "Kili, promise me something. No matter what happens, stay away from Oakenshield", she told him, as a warning. "Promise me", it was motherly concern.