Saeril did feel a little guilt within herself, as soon as her godsons' mother was mentioned. It triggered a nerve of self-guilt within her as she thought of what Dis would say. It was true, and solemn. Truth be told, the she-elf missed her. Only a few years of friendship, and all Saeril remembered was her happiness of having two boys that were only five years apart. However, the memory of being given the title as "godmother" was a negative recap. She abandoned Dis, right after she was asked on the promise to watch her boys, if she ever couldn't. 

Bringing herself back to reality, the she-elf felt a small break within her heart as the memory started to recall itself. She looked to the side, towards the ground, blankly solemn, even during the point of Kili hugging her back. She needed to make this right. Feeling the light come back to her facials, Saeril laid a kiss to the side of his head, lightly stroking his hair with her graceful hand. 

Looking behind Kili, she noticed that Thorin was watching and approaching them. Well, [i]her[/i], in particular. She let go of her youngest godson, and stood back up to her full height, her wings folded behind her, almost abruptly. The Dwarven king's words were not at all what the she-elf expected; after all, she prepared herself for a scold coming from him, not an apology. At least he now didn't see her as a threat, or a nuisance, to his nephews now. Saeril gave a good-hearted, honored smile, already feeling the goodness, and no ill-will, coming from Thorin. "I am truly grateful, son of Durin. The debt has been paid, as I was bent on a promise. A promise, that I intend to fulfill", the she-elf said with determination to their king, wavering the last sentence to Kili's direction as well as Fili's. At least Saeril was now on the right foot with the company's leader now, and that they were now allies, and not enemies.