Yavanna smiled softly as Saeril, as she had finished healing her wound. She slipped the vile back into her pouch.  "Thank you." she told her softly, feeling flattered at her Kindness. Kili watched her a little stunned. "How...how did you do that?" he asked curious. Yavanna turned her head towards the youngest Durin Heir, with a warm smile. "I am a healer, among my people. Just good old elvish medicine." she told him with a smile. "Just rest your leg, it should be alright in a few days time...but don't try and do anything too much with it." she told Saeril softly, she didn't want her to be injured again.

After Fili set up the rolls, she sat down on one of them.