Tauriel noticed - and appreciated - the way he kicked up some noise to forewarn her of his approach. She did not enjoy being crept up on. And while many of her kind would not take seriously the stealth of dwarves, she supposed now she would not be surprised if it turned out they could be just as stealthy as an elf, if they wished. The world was not as it seemed anymore, and she had to appreciate that, for she was to experience it until it ran its course.

"Master Fili," she greeted, wondering if that was the correct way to address him. He was technically royalty, was he not, as well as being a former prisoner and the brother of Kili? Yes, the world really was different now. She hoped he would let her know, before she accidentally offended him.

She lowered her hands, surprised at the offer. She had to admit, she was very, very curious; did dwarves braid differently than elves, or were the techniques the same? These were things she would have wished to discuss with Kili once she got over her awkwardness, but she had yet to see him again. "I believe you," she said, with a rogueish smile. "But are they skills you are allowed to waste upon a paltry elf?"