"It was remarkably peaceful", confirmed the elder, having to give the girl that same smile, though there was some quiet amusement behind it. Yet it was strange to notice that the spot they were currently on, was even safe. Not a single disturbance during the night; strange, indeed. Having to spot her godson awakening, Saeril, once again, chuckled at the scene. There was obviously a very close sibling-like bond between the younger she-elf and the dwarf. For that, it became her bound-duty to protect them both from the enemy, who wants to terminate any remaining Sons of Durin, as well as claim all that is good; in this case, hope and [i]light[/i]. The darkness would want to swallow the light; for the older she-elf to realize that, Yavanna wasn't safe to be out on her own. She was to be required protection all the time. "Alright, you two, get yourselves ready. We're halfway there", she told them, still smiling at their happiness.