Kili doesn't worry about Mister Daryl, not particularly. He knows he needn't worry about Beth when it comes to who she loves because he trusts her judgment. For as long as he's known her, she's always proven that she's perfectly capable of taking care of herself, that she's a strong woman who doesn't need protection, but Kili thinks it's merely part of a close friendship to feel as if he ought to watch out for her. She wouldn't be with Mister Daryl if they didn't complement each other, Kili is sure of it, so if he's concerned for her, it's only because he feels it is his duty.

Of course, if Mister Daryl ever were to hurt her, Kili cannot predict how he'd react. (And that is a bit of a lie in itself because he thinks he knows exactly what he'd do, he just wouldn't want to say it in front of Beth.)

"I don't know how old Tauriel might be in your years," he says, tilting his head thoughtfully. "In truth, I know very little about Elven culture in general, aside from what Tauriel has taught me. It's rather frowned upon, you see, to show an interest in Elves in the Ered Luin. For Fili and myself, it's a bit easier. From what I gather, adulthood for Men and women begins about the age of eighteen, does it not? Dwarrows stop being considered dwarflings at about seventy-five or so, which I suppose means I'd be about eighteen or nineteen in Men's years."

He lets out a short laugh, shaking his head. "It doesn't matter much, really. How old Tauriel is has no bearing on my love for her, just as Mister Daryl's age has no bearing on yours."