Saeril gave a joyful laugh. "Yes, I tend to do that", she responded as she kept herself in a perfectly weighted position, so Kili can perhaps release his grip from around her neck, and feel the air. "Lean!", she told him, before making an arch to dodge a rock structure. "Feel how I move, young Durin. When I turn; when I accelerate", she was going steady before making another dodge. "I can see us now; wagering into battle, slashing through an army from the air", the she-elf said in wonder. 

Fili was watching the flying figure move across the water, and past the rocks; not exactly paying attention to Thorin. "He's living the dream, uncle", he simply said in amusement, once he heard his younger brother's laughter in the distance.