[Kili nods, taking in slow but shallow breaths as Mikado finishes up. His gaze stays away from what the other is doing, at least until he's done. The dwarf adjusts his clothes, giving a satisfied nod.]

Um...thank you. [Mikado seems practiced with tending to injuries, but where Kili's from, that's not totally unusual. He doesn't pick up on it, at least not this time.]

Good luck with the fighter's guild. I just tried that myself, but Thorin said there's always been some prejudice between races. [He shrugs.]