"Then we have no time, we have to leave." Mel quickly grabbed one of the coats off the hooks on the wall and helped Tilda, the youngest of Bard's daughters, to put it on. "He will be here soon. Get him up." she added to Maleficent and Fili, nodding in Kili's direction.
"I'm fine, I can walk!" the young dark-haired dwarf attempted to protest with annoyance in his voice. He didn't like how they were all babying him just because he'd been injured. However, as he tried to stand on his own his leg collapsed again.

Bilbo ran out after Smaug, collapsing onto one of the piles of rubble as he stared in horror towards Laketown. They were all doomed to a horrific death of dragon fire, and it was all their fault. 
"What have we done...?" he gasped, though none of the dwarves were close enough to hear.