"Oh, yes. Kíli and I are all too familiar with the concept of running about getting into trouble. In fact," he started, then lifted his arm to show the scar going along his side, just below his armpit. "This was one of my brother's arrows. And..." he dropped his arm, then pointed to the large scar going up his right arm. "This was one of his swords. Of course, most of our ventures didn't have such violent outcomes, but..."

She could get a pretty good notion of how dwarves didn't mind playing a little rough. Even if Kíli had bawled his eyes out both times, thinking he'd killed his brother.

Her little ramble amused him greatly, and at the last words he outright laughed."Me? I only mentioned it! You were the one going on such a passionate speech." And he hadn't understood half of what she said, but all of it still sounded delicious. "I take it you have chocolate in your world?"