[Food is far from Kíli's thoughts for now, too, his stomach lulled into learning patience while he revels in the slow, gentle motions of his sister's fingers. He might have moved to let her up so they could get their meal prepared, but the touches turn his limbs heavy, and it's only because he has something to focus on that his eyelids and his head don't follow suit.
Dropping his chin onto his forearms, Kíli shoots his sister a cheekier smile.]
She was a ferocious beast, I'll give you that, but I wasn't afraid. What could she have done?
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Dropping his chin onto his forearms, Kíli shoots his sister a cheekier smile.]
She was a ferocious beast, I'll give you that, but I wasn't afraid. What could she have done?