Honestly, at this moment, Saeril felt herself being a child again; sitting on the floor in tears, and with Kili present, it was like their roles have been switched. This time, it was [i]him[/i] that was giving her comfort, showing affection in his caring nature for the she-elf's wellbeing. Inside, Saeril somehow felt safe with him. Again, it was like their roles were switched, but in reality, it wasn't to be, naturally. 

Feeling the youngest carefully retract himself from their embrace, the she-elf willingly gave him her hand, and allowed him to help her stand. Though Saeril was really pulling herself up, even though she felt Kili's effort to help her stand, regarding their significant height difference. With him to even recall confronting Thorin alone, Saeril was about to protest, but she remembered her promise to allow him to make his own choices. With a sigh, Saeril eventually albeit reluctantly nodded. "Very well. Just...be careful, young Durin."

Speaking of rest, the she-elf didn't remember the last time she had a break. With everything prevailing, it was like "rest" couldn't be reached, not rig everything and everyone in such a dark situation. But Kili preferred it for her, and Saeril figured that perhaps now was the time to get it. "I will", she, once again, reluctantly nodded while slowly seating herself on the bed, and carefully laying herself down on the comfortable side of the bed. Not bothering to cover herself, it truly has been years since she slept/rested in a proper bed.