Rhavaniel lived in an unused storage room in the armory of Dale. It was small but well-lit and cozy. She brought in chairs for Bilbo and Gandalf. She put her baby in his cradle, which was suspended from the ceiling in Elf fashion, in the space over her own bed, and drew the curtain.
Bilbo looked around and saw the bags, baskets, and arrows packed up neatly by one wall. There was nothing else visible in the room except for the cradle and bedding. He realized that Rhavaniel had been packing to leave.
"May we have another chair." Bilbo asked politely, "For Thorin's ghost."
Rhavaniel froze, "Thorin is here?"
"Yes. He followed us from Erebor."
She shuddered a bit. "Can he be asked to leave?"
"Not really." Bilbo replied.
Gandalf scowled into space, "He prefers to stand."
Rhavaniel sat down, with her hands nervous on her lap. She had taken off her long black cloak, and wore a flowing Elvish dress of yellow and gray.
"I've never seen you in a dress before." Bilbo remarked.
"Neither had Kili." she replied ruefully. "I nearly forgot I still had this from my former life."
"You look very pretty."
"Thank you." she sighed, "This was all such a disastrous idea."
"No!" Bilbo assured her. "It can't be a disaster. We won't let it be, not when we started out with such noble intentions."
"You truly believe Kili has come looking for me?" Rhavaniel asked quietly.
A deep growl from Warg in his pen interrupted them.
The Dwarves of the Company have arrived at the armory. His five companions dragged Dwalin, who stumbled awkwardly under Gandalf's spell.
Dori spotted Gandalf, "You had best snap him out of this!"
Gandalf asked on Thorin's behalf, "Dís is not coming?"
"No." Balin assured them, "The guards and one of her ladies took him for drunk, and would not let him disturb her."
"Apparently, they have come to expect this out of Dwalin." Dori remarked.
Thorin spoke to Gandalf, "I admit to being relieved. I promised my sister that her boys would come home, and now she lives with the consequences of my failure. To let her know I did not keep Kili safe in the afterlife he deserved...that may be worse than the loss of his young life. I can't..."
Bilbo saw a chance to be a peace broker and seized upon it. "Rhavaniel, they let you leave Erebor when they were within their rights to stop you. They mean you no harm. By coming to the armory, they have broken Bard's truce, same as you. No one is in any trouble if we all agree to raise no complaint. Please let them in."
Rhavaniel reluctantly agreed. "Bring him in, but sit near the forge where the boys take lessons."