Saeril wasn't at all surprised when Kili tore off his tunic. She knew that he cared for her wellbeing at the bottom of his heart. She placed a hand on his shoulder to reassure him that everything was under control, and that she was being well-taken care of. "It's okay, young Durin. I'll be okay", she softly reassured him with words, if her body language wasn't enough. She turned to the healer. "Thank you, master Oin", the she-elf respectfully thanked him.