[He hugs Kíli back, completely thrown off by the situation, a bit overwhelmed - he wants to reprimand his nephew for acting like a child (but really, the whole situation is too much and considering what the younger dwarf died for it must be even more overwhelming for him with his uncle there) - but then Fíli is suddenly not approaching anymore and when Thorin looks over at him, he's on the ground.
Breathing out something that could be Mahal's name or a curse, he disentangles himself from his younger nephew without a second thought and goes over to get the older one over to them. Kíli will have to wait for a moment. Practical before emotional matters, and such.
As soon as he reaches the blond, he goes down on one knee, a hand on the younger dwarf's arm, firmly, almost grabbing it.]
Come. [He doesn't know if Fíli is not healed enough to walk, or if it is despair that brought him to his knees, but either way Thorin will make sure that he isn't further away from Kíli, and himself, than necessary. (And also not in the way of everyone ever passing by, but he's not really thinking of that now.)]
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Breathing out something that could be Mahal's name or a curse, he disentangles himself from his younger nephew without a second thought and goes over to get the older one over to them. Kíli will have to wait for a moment. Practical before emotional matters, and such.
As soon as he reaches the blond, he goes down on one knee, a hand on the younger dwarf's arm, firmly, almost grabbing it.]
Come. [He doesn't know if Fíli is not healed enough to walk, or if it is despair that brought him to his knees, but either way Thorin will make sure that he isn't further away from Kíli, and himself, than necessary. (And also not in the way of everyone ever passing by, but he's not really thinking of that now.)]