[Kíli beams gleefully at her, much less hesitant himself to reach over and rest his hand fully over hers, his breathing calm and quiet in contrast with his quickening heart.] I'm glad.

[His eyes meet hers for a moment, then he lowers his head, not at all in shyness but rather in slight self-reproach.]

I am sorry, truly. You've saved my life. [He looks up then, honesty in his expression just as well as his words.] It wasn't my intention to undo what you did for me, or to make you worry.