Saeril gave a joyful laugh when she heard Kili's enthusiasm. Keeping herself in a perfectly weighted position, he can perhaps release his grip from around her neck, and feel the air. "Lean!", she told him, before making an arch to dodge a rock structure. "Feel how I move, young Durin. When I turn; when I accelerate", she was going steady before making another dodge. "I can see us now; wagering into battle, slashing through an army from the air", the she-elf said in wonder. 

Fili was watching the flying figure move across the water, and past the rocks, until he felt the grip of the princess. He smiled to her, before looking back to Saeril. "He's living the dream", he confirmed, once he heard his younger brother's distant laughter.