That makes her sad, the idea that someone so close to Kili wouldn't accept how much he loves Tauriel just because she's an elf. It's obvious Beth doesn't understand the intricacies of how his world works or what they meant to each other, but she's also never been all that interested in fantasy and never read those books when she was growing up. Maybe if she had she would understand his uncle's position a little better, but she doesn't think she wants to. Love is love and it shouldn't matter to anyone else who someone loves. They should just be happy they've found someone to share their life with.

"I guess I don't really know," she starts, thinking of how her dad was with Daryl. "They spent a lot of time together, Daryl and my dad. When we were livin' in the prison, Rick decided he wasn't fit to lead us anymore, so we had sort of a council. My dad was on it, Daryl was, too. I could see he really respected Daryl and I think my dad had a soft spot for anyone who could take bad circumstances and change their life like Daryl did. When we first met him, he was... well, he was kind of a dick." She laughs a little, nudging her head against Kili's shoulder. "He was sorta racist and really violent, but most of that seemed like stuff he was doin' to impress his brother. Merle was a bad guy. Real bad guy. Verbally abusive, emotionally manipulative. He messed Daryl up pretty bad, so when my dad watched how Daryl made this effort to stop bein' that way, to really just be himself instead of this guy he thought Merle wanted him to be, he really respected that."

She thinks about it for a little while longer, then says, "I still don't really know what he'd say about us bein' together, though. Daryl's older than me, I know he'd be concerned about that. He'd be worried."