While Kili doesn't shrug off the hand on his shoulder, it certainly doesn't offer him any comfort. Every word weighs more heavily on his heart, tugging it further into his stomach as he listens as attentively as he can. All these extra words, though, don't prepare him for the reality, only serving to aggravate him as he tries to follow the thread of logic. At first, he thinks that if Hawkeye's going back down to the cornucopia, then he should go with, protect him with the bow and knives he'd scavenged from the displays. But then, the doctor loops back around to talking about strength and saving it for some other time and Kili is quickly confused.
However, the confusion quickly and painfully lifts when Hawkeye continues, I can't have you slowing me down, down there. Kili sucks in a breath and is suddenly very glad that the hand on his shoulder had been lifted away only moments before. He's heard it before, of course, but he had hoped that when he became old enough to join Thorin and Fili on the grand quest to reclaim their homeland, he would never have to hear it again. Throughout hill and dale, he felt he had proven his skill and worth to the company time and time again, and he's quite fast for a dwarf, he knows but that doesn't compare to a man's speed. Hawkeye is most certainly the tallest of the race of men he's ever met, so that surely means he's quite swift-footed.
Swallowing, Kili reigns in the immediate rude response to the doctor's request. If nothing else, being told he was too slow or too young had tamed his tongue enough to know when making a fuss would not endear him to anyone, not even family.
"If I see her," he acquiesces with obvious reluctance and not a small amount of control.
His mind, of course, isn't consider the fact that Hawkeye said little girl, that there's someone small in need of protecting here in this horrible place. Instead, he selfishly replaying Hawkeye's words in his mind, comparing them to Thorin's and wondering where he went wrong.
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However, the confusion quickly and painfully lifts when Hawkeye continues, I can't have you slowing me down, down there. Kili sucks in a breath and is suddenly very glad that the hand on his shoulder had been lifted away only moments before. He's heard it before, of course, but he had hoped that when he became old enough to join Thorin and Fili on the grand quest to reclaim their homeland, he would never have to hear it again. Throughout hill and dale, he felt he had proven his skill and worth to the company time and time again, and he's quite fast for a dwarf, he knows but that doesn't compare to a man's speed. Hawkeye is most certainly the tallest of the race of men he's ever met, so that surely means he's quite swift-footed.
Swallowing, Kili reigns in the immediate rude response to the doctor's request. If nothing else, being told he was too slow or too young had tamed his tongue enough to know when making a fuss would not endear him to anyone, not even family.
"If I see her," he acquiesces with obvious reluctance and not a small amount of control.
His mind, of course, isn't consider the fact that Hawkeye said little girl, that there's someone small in need of protecting here in this horrible place. Instead, he selfishly replaying Hawkeye's words in his mind, comparing them to Thorin's and wondering where he went wrong.