"Mahal be praised, he learned something after all," Fíli says dryly. It's not that he doesn't understand why Kíli had tried to hard to keep the severity of the wound to his leg hidden, nor can he honestly say that he wouldn't have done the same thing, had their positions been reversed. But where his brother's concerned, in Fíli's opinion, anything that doesn't kill him is grounds for mockery - a fact which Kíli knows perfectly well. "There's hope for you yet, Kee - maybe by the time you're Thorin's age, you'll have even learned not to let your enemies get your weapons away from you."
With one of the spare bandages, he wipes away most of the blood obscuring the wound so he can get a better look at it. It will need stitches, though not as many as he'd initially feared, the blood having made the cut look worse than it really is.
"And you must have lost more blood than I thought," he adds, carefully cleaning the wound, "you're talking nonsense. If I made you clean my floor, it would only wind up dirtier than when you started, and I'm not that much of a fool."
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Date: 2015-10-12 03:47 am (UTC)With one of the spare bandages, he wipes away most of the blood obscuring the wound so he can get a better look at it. It will need stitches, though not as many as he'd initially feared, the blood having made the cut look worse than it really is.
"And you must have lost more blood than I thought," he adds, carefully cleaning the wound, "you're talking nonsense. If I made you clean my floor, it would only wind up dirtier than when you started, and I'm not that much of a fool."