"Well I can see that." She shot back, almost managing that same level of disdain, but only almost, "And I"m quite sure everyone's going to be terribly surprised by that, considering that you have been for nigh on twenty years now."

Her brow furrowed then, "That is, of course, supposing you are actually Thorin Oakenshield and not an impostor." A head-shake followed, "Though I wouldn't be the one who'd be able to tell, never met you myownself before today. I've seen pictures, look like you might be him." She shrugged, offering him an arm again, "C'mon then, might as well get you home, one of the uncles will know if you're great-uncle Thorin for sure, they've all met you."