[Kili is warm against him and it's comforting, perhaps it's what he needs. How many times had he roughed about with the boys when they'd been younger, worn them out till they crashed and found himself sleeping with them as well. Read them a bedtime story only to wake up a few hours later having dozed off too, two little dwarrows curled against his sides, or one in his lap, the other leaning against him.
So to him this wasn't as strange as others may view it.]
Do you remember any that I've sung to you?
[He'll smile just a little, fingers gently carding into Kili's hair, meaning to be soothing.]
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So to him this wasn't as strange as others may view it.]
Do you remember any that I've sung to you?
[He'll smile just a little, fingers gently carding into Kili's hair, meaning to be soothing.]