Kili waits until she's out of the elevator and putting distance between them before he emerges, slowly and watching her as much as she's watching him. He doesn't like it, though, how he has to be careful of her. She seems nice enough and he has no desire to kill her, no matter what this Capitol seemed to think he would. His eyes fall on a bow and arrow on a display in through the doorway behind her and he stops his movement.

"I won't hurt you," he tries to assure her, turning his gaze back to her. All he wants is to be home, with his grumpy uncle and his brother and even the elves of Mirkwood didn't seem so bad.

Still, he takes some small measure of hope from the weaponry and the armor. Everything he'd seen at the cornucopia and in the arena so far was quite foreign and this was much a relief as any, he supposed.