Dis smiled warmly at the young she-elf, having to feel a positive vibe come the girl, and immediately knew that the young one didn’t mean an harm to their kind. “Milady?”, one of the male dwarves behind the female asked, kind of wary on who these people were. “Don’t worry!”, Dis responded back, turning to the Dwarven residents of Ered Luin. “They are friends. Guests!”, she told them with a friendly, confident smile. They turned to each other, muffling amongst each other. 

“I’m sorry”, Dis turned to the two she-elves. “Some of them have been skeptical and cautious since the day of the fire-drake, especially to the Elven folk. I still hold a pity for them”, she explained. “But to me, Saeril is still my family”, that was when she remembered. “Where are my boys? How have they been?”