Saeril glanced at him with a corner of her eye, before having to flick them up, looking at the stars. She started to wonder if they could perhaps touch the stars. Wait, [i]touch[/i] the stars? She didn't think that would be possible; in truth, she's never done it. "I've never been so sure if I could touch the stars", she wondered aloud. 

Remarkably, the youngest godson wasn't at all tired, and she could only hope that if she, or his brother, asked him to go to sleep, she wouldn't be so sure on assuming that he would. The she-elf had one of her wings stretch out, giving him an open spot to join her. It was in one those moments that Saeril started to miss Dis. The she-elf was trusted by their mother; even to the brink of death, Saeril promised to protect them. That was her destiny now...

Fili turned around, only to spot Thorin advancing on them, mainly Yavanna. Feeling that the girl should be defended, the blonde instinctively stood between her and his uncle, showing that Thorin will absolutely not offend an elf who showed them nothing but kindness and generosity.