Bilbo listened to her talk and he frowned a little to himself. What were the chances, that this Azog was dead? He hoped, there was at least some change. The hobbit, noticed how silent she went. He wondered, if it was something someone had said...so Bilbo went quite. All he knew was, that he did not want to meet with Azog the Defiler. The Orcs...or the infamous Pale Orc just sounded too scary, for his imagination.

Kili was silent, as his God-mother spoke about Azog. He couldn't imagine, what it must have been like to even know...or see the presence of such a creature. He noticed the slight hesitation, as she spoke. He frowned a little to himself. Either, she was uncomfortable. Or.....she was keeping something, from them. And Kili, wondered what it was.

The way she seemed to recoil into herself. It made the young Durin Heir, frown. He looked worried. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice low...but filled with concern.