As soon as Kili began to lead her to the hall, Saeril paled, almost expressing that feeling of extreme anxiety. She was just about there. "I can't", Saeril exhaled in defeat before abruptly letting go of Kili's hand and scattered, retreating herself back into the shadows of the living room; her outfit perfectly camouflaged in the darkness, except for her luminous eyes. She wasn't to be feared by -- not anymore; but this one dwarf wasn't one she wanted to come across -- not after what she did to his father. Except he didn't know that, but his disgust for elves was apparent. 

Fili was by the door, waiting for his brother to join them, as he took hold of his uncle's fur coat. "Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce the leader of our company -- Thorin Oakenshield", the voice of the wizard announced.