"Follow me", the bargeman told the company as Saeril was right behind him, still having her hood up. Bard began to lead them through the town center when they are met by a young boy, who appeared to be in a panic. This wasn't going to work. They had to find another way in. Laketown's spies made their round to pass news of Bard arriving home, as he walked home with Bain, Yavanna, and Saeril following, while the company was nowhere in sight. Before he entered the house, he whistled before tossing a piece of bread to the two fishermen in a boat below them. "You can tell the Master I’m done for the day", he said to them before entering. 

Inside, Bard's two daughters ran up to meet their father. “Da! Where have you been?” Tilda hugged Bard, as did  
Sigrid. “Father! There you are. I was worried.”

Bard hugged back his only two beautiful daughters, Tilda and Sigrid, while Saeril pulled down her hood, but keeping her cloak on, (what's to say? She can't take it off). The house was warm and cozy, albeit small. It was totally different to the Shire, and there isn't a speck of any riches in sight; it's almost as if there was hardly any money in this harbor at all. 

Their father peered out the window to make sure that the spies weren't watching anymore, eventually nodding to his son. "Bain, get them in", he murmured. The boy headed down to the toilet and rapped three times on the wall to give the dwarves the signal. Dwalin's head rose up, eyes narrowed at the young boy. "If you speak of this to anyone, I'll rip your arms off!", the dwarf hissed at him, slapping his hand away when he tried to help. "Up there!", the boy pointed to where they should go, pulling a shivering Bilbo up after Dwalin. 

Legolas stepped forward to her, so he would be in front of her. "The King is angry, Tauriel. For six hundred years, my father has protected you, favored you. You defied his orders, you betrayed his trust", he calmly told her with softness in his voice. Sometimes, he almost saw her like a sister rather than a comrade-in-arms. "This is not our fight".