The she-elf couldn't help but give a curl of a smile upon her lips, as the Hobbit explained himself. It was pity, she noticed. Saeril put her hands upon the brother's shoulders as this proudness fueled itself within her. "It's good to have you back, mister Baggins", she spoke up in determination, and encouragement. 

"Run them down! Tear them to pieces!", he yelled in Black Speech to which Saeril understood perfectly. A couple of wargs come running down the mountain, howling. 

Hearing the vocals of Black Speech, Saeril's smile faded into an expression of fear. Fear for everyone's safety, including the last of the remaining. "I've led them here", she realized to herself quietly, so no one would hear. She had to act quickly. "Run. Run!", she started small until she raised her voice for them to hear. She looked to Kili. "Run with them, I'll catch up", she told him.