Yavanna could see the panic, fear and caution on the faces of the Dwarves. They were strangers in their lands. She bit her bottom lip slightly nervously; hoping that Saeril would have this under control but at the same time; that she wouldn't tell Dis the bad news, before Kili would get to speak to his mother first. When Yavanna saw a young female walk through the crowd; she could see where Kili got his resemblance from. It was clear, the youngest Durin was more like his mother.

Curtsying, to the Dwarf Princess. Yavanna spoke softly. "I've heard lovely things about you, it's lovely to meet you." she greeted her warmly.