"Don't worry, they're both here, and quite safe", the wizard reassured the dwarven Prince, before turning his attention to the Hobbit and the "Fae". 

Saeril kept herself slightly amused at his worrying. She knows that she can't make the injury worse, but she will allow herself to lightly walk. It didn't bother her not to; the injury will heal, in time. "I will find a way to keep it protected. Don't worry, I can bear the pain as I walk", she said as she kneeled down to meet his eye level. "Don't blame yourself. You were in danger; I had to do something to protect your wellbeing. You can blame the stone giant", she joked a little, the same way Kili would do to cheer her up. Giving him a gentle smile, the she-elf stroked his ebony-brown hair, before giving him a reassuring hug, soothing his worrying and self-guilt.