Kili could not have been happier. They'd gotten Bilbo back, the ponies were safe, and Saeril had pointed out his courage. To have the quality of a Durin was high praise indeed, and he blushed with pride. "It wasn't so bad," he attempted to be modest about the rescue. After all, if not for Gandalf, they may have still been in those sacks. Or worse. "Though, I am glad to be free all the same." 

As Kili often did during the journey, he stuck close by his brother and godmother. Thorin was up ahead, and from what little Kili had overheard, they were searching for the troll's cave. "Why should we look for that?" Kili did not understand why they would want to find the home of such foul creatures. Surely they would have nothing of value.

Thorin knew more about trolls, however, and he believed it possible that they had a small hoard of treasure within their suspected cave. "This way." Up ahead, he spotted the mouth of a cave, and even from a great distance it smelled of fermented meat.

Kili grimaced, then stopped in place. Normally, he would have jumped at the chance to explore, but the smell of the cave was less than inviting. "Perhaps we should wait here. With the ponies," he tried to get out of it, as he didn't believe that there was anything worth seeing. A cave was only a cave, after all. Bilbo seemed on board with that idea too, for he hadn't moved from his spot. Going through a troll's home had [i]not[/i] been part of the contract.

Meanwhile, Thorin was hunting around the hoard as Bofur and the others prepared a 'long term deposit' as Gloin put it. During his search, Thorin came across an impressive looking blade. He looked it over with scrutiny, then lowered the weapon as he looked to Gandalf. "These swords were not made by any troll."