Saeril thought to herself for a moment after her now-trusted elf friend reminded her of all the good things she had done for the dwarf twins. It was true that she had saved both of them more than once, mainly Kili. He wouldn't forget those things, but the real concern was the trust between her and him. She already broke one thing that was important to him, and the she-elf wasn't sure if he will ever forgive her. Thinking over to herself once more, Saeril eventually looked back to the mountain, and back at Mel. "You're right, mellon (friend). I need to fulfill my promise to them both, for him and his family", she said before standing up from her sitting position. She looked back at her friend. "Help Bard and his people. I'll deal with Thorin and his kin. Hopefully, I will be able to convince them to think", Saeril placed a hand on her own chest, and let it drift away towards Mel in farewell, giving a friendly smile, before turning around and walking away towards the path of the mountain. Once she was at a good distance, the she-elf let her cloak turn into her wings and flew off. 

Meanwhile, at the mountain, Thorin has been losing his patience, ever since he sent his kin to recover the Arkentone. Oddly enough, the Dwarf King had no idea that his orders were tiring them out during their search, almost appearing exhausted and overworked. "Any sign of it?", Thorin's voice echoed through the treasure room. 'Nothing here' was the same response from before. "Keep searching, all of you! No one rests until it is found!", he continued to say, but unknown to him, Bilbo kept his facials at a neutral level ever since the search began...