Kalina gazed at the gates before her with a feeling she couldn't place, nor did she know how to express. "Time has yet to dim the light of Rivendell." She breathed, glancing over at Vevila. There wasn't much she could do about the smile that forced its way onto her face as she rested her hand atop the hobbit's head. "Now, now. I owe you a debt for all of your help today. If there is ever a time I can do something for you, the woodland creatures know how to find me." Straightening up the smile vanished from her face, her fingers curling reflexively around her blades. "Some pretty impressive magic dwells within those walls, and not a kind I recognize." She hopped down from the cart cautiously and approached the door, taking little effort to open its doors.