Kili accepted her hand, the smile never leaving his face. "How high up can we go?" To fly at night over the homeland of elves was something even he could not have thought possible, and he could hardly hide his childlike excitement. Even now, his mind was at work.
Kili had always been a dreamer, but this opportunity was beyond anything his imagination could conjure. This all felt too good to be real, but it was real, and he could barely wait. 
"Do your wings ever tire, Delva?" Again, he had questions. Kili could not seem to keep his curiosity at bay.