Kili glanced between his God-Mother and the younger she-elf, whom was like a dear sister to him. He sighed softly. Saeril was right, but it still hurt. "How can I, face mother? How can I tell her, that Fili and uncle Thorin are never returning?" he said shaking his head. It even broke him to think, about breaking the news to his mother. How she had lost her big brother, and eldest son. As if loosing father wasn't bad enough. Now she lost one of her sons and brother.

Yavanna smiled softly at Saeril, and she looked at Kili. "I know it's hard. We both do. But I am sure, she will be happy that she still has you." she reassured him. "If you want, maybe me or Saeril can do the talking for you." she suggested softly. If it would make it easier on Kili.

Kili lightly shook his head. "No. She's my mother! I lost my brother and uncle...I should be the one to say it. I just don't know how." he closed his eyes, with a sigh. Before he tried to take a deep breath like Saeril suggested. But it came out bit shaky.