Dis nodded, eyeing the nearly deaf healer in the corner pretending not to hear. "That was until I arrived at Thorin’s room. You were there. Clearly comfortable in the space as if it were you own." She let a small laugh be heard, "You hadn’t even tied your robe. I saw that I had been wrong to assume... not all was lost." Pausing for a moment to pull back and look the hobbit in the eyes, "It is...?"