And so Bilbo stands alone with the young Prince, who says nothing, merely gazes at him, unflinching, scratching his temple absentmindedly. Bilbo opens his mouth to say something, but the boy purses his lips, putting his finger on them and shaking his head. Then he sits back down on the carpet and pats the spot next to him. Bilbo takes a careful look around and sits down as well. Kili nods appreciatively and whispers: “We must be quiet.”