Fili just grinned at the elven brothers before attempting to focus on the task at hand--

Something that was much easier said than done because of how ridiculous this all was. He found himself playing host to a toast butterfly of his own, lifting a hand to touch the thing where it rested on his shoulder.

"Kili does have a point. We could turn it into a game of chase. Round them all up that way," he piped up, shooting his brother an impish sort of grin.