Kili's concern was quite evident, though he did his best to mask it. The youngest knelt to help her gather up the larger portions of glass, and he had a terrible feeling that Thorin's arrival was to blame for her drastic change in mood. "I've broken quite a few windows." Dis had scolded her sons for rough housing when they were young, but accidents were unpreventable. The worst years were when Kili had taken up training with a bow. "Not to mention the door to Mum's favorite cabinet -- and I do not even have wings," he joked as he often did, his way of trying to lessen her guilt. "Mr. Baggins will understand; Bofur may even find a way to fix this. He's very handy, you know."

Fili rarely spoke out like this, and so Thorin was a bit surprised that he did not back down. Fili was very often reserved, and respectful, so for him to say this must have taken quite a bit of courage. Still. [i]Elves.[/i] The very idea was insulting, and Thorin could feel his blood boil from the memory of Thranduil and his army denying them help.

Thankfully, Fili had thought to mention Dis. Thorin observed his eldest nephew, his steely gaze enough to make Bilbo feel nervous on Fili's behalf. "Then I do not know her?" The king wanted answers; did his sister know of this? "Who is she?"