Thorin listened to Gandalf, and he rose a slight eyebrow. "No, thanks to your Burglar." he muttered, as he spoke about him being in one piece. As he listened to Gandalf, wonder about the Trolls. He nodded in agreement and he walked a little futher away...before he indeed found a cave.

A few of the others followed him. "Eww...what's that stench?" one of the asked...wrinkling their noses. The troll cave, smelled...of rotting flesh, bones...and something else. There were lots of treasures down there...gold...swords, weapons. Anything you could imagine. Thorin saw a few swords perched up, in their sheaths. They were dusty and covered in cob-webs. As he examined them. "These are no swords, made by trolls." he said, as he looked them over.

Kili smiled at his god-mother. Before he smirked, proudly to himself. "Mother, always said I was reckless. But I do not think so." He said with a chuckle. He felt brave...and he had grown to like Bilbo. The hobbit amused him, he enjoyed teasing the little Hobbit. But he did think of him, as a friend...and one of them. Of course, he would save Bilbo. Plus, he was their Thief. They couldn't loose him. He was needed.

When everyone started to make for the cave. Kili felt Delva grab onto him and he let out a slight gasp...but smiled. Letting out a chuckle, when they were in the tree tops. "How beautiful." he admired the forest view, from afar with a smile.