"Out for a little adventure, aren't we, your majesty?", the wizard asked as soon as he noticed that the princess was among the group. However, having to look up at the approaching goblins, they were on the run again...unaware of an invisible Bilbo nearby.

Going through the caves, the winged-elf immediately felt relieved once the sun shined upon her. Flying down the mountainside, she was still by Yavanna's, and the brothers' side, relieved that they both managed to stay through the predicament. "Five, six, seven, eight. Bifur, Bofur, that’s ten. Fili, Ki­li, Saeril, Yavanna, that’s fourteen. And Bombur, that makes fifteen. 
"Where’s Bilbo? Where is our hobbit? Where is our hobbit?!", Gandalf shouted at them as they finally came to a stop; Saeril finally able to land near her godsons and the Star of Rivendell, tucking in her wings.

Fili was looking around, along with his brother, not being able to find their burglar amongst them. [i]'Where could he be?'[/i]
“Curse the halfling! He’s lost?!” Dwalin looked for him in vain, but he was nowhere to be seen.
"I thought he was with Dori!”, Gloin was quick to foist off any blame.
Dori was still panting from the run. “Don’t blame me!”