"No." You're not allowed to think that way. Not when there is still so very much to do here. Bilbo puts both hands on Thorin's arm and then presses himself right up in the other's personal space. He is not, at all, sorry for that.

"Listen to me, Thorin, King Under the Mountain, you have saved it. You brought us all together, for a reason. For fate. This is your legacy, your gift to your people. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now, but stay true for a little while longer. Lean on me. Let me help you with your burden."

He smiles up at Thorin and the blue of his eyes reflects the gold around them.

"Let me stay here with you."