Maleficent watched as she saw Kili reach out to touch her wing. She didn't hesitate or draw away from him. Instead, she was patient and allowed him access. His touch was warm. There was no threat within it, but it felt delicate as if he was taming a hostile animal. This would be the first being outside of the Moors who she allowed to touch her wings, aside from Loki. The touch was gentle, as if she was fragile. Kili must be respectful, always, to other people, even those who were higher ranked than himself. Watching his facial expressions, she couldn't help but make a small and soft smile in return. Once he pulled his hand back, Maleficent folded her wings behind her back properly in place while a small blush came on her radiant face. Hearing his next question, she became curious. "Oh? Who do I remind you of?", she asked him in curiosity. His mother, maybe? A sister? A lover? Who did she remind him of?