[Kili watches his uncle quietly, watching those emotions pass over his face and wondering what exactly it is that Thorin's thinking. Lately he's seemed sort of... reminiscent? Longing? Kili's not sure. It's not a look he sees often on his uncle's face, and he's not sure what's brought it on.

He moves to kneel on the log, facing Thorin and resting his chin on his uncle's shoulder.]

You do us proud too, Thorin.

[It might be a little bold to say, but Kili means it.]

You know we all admire and look up to you. If I could be half the dwarf you are...I would be happy.