Thank you, Kili. His nephew's observational skills were sometimes better than his, but not needed at the moment. The man's initial reaction to his question does have Thorin ready to shout back, to tell him that everything he does is his fucking concern when he could be working for hunters.

But then he continues on and... his threatening edge softens, gun coming down a bit.

"Kili." Thorin says, a slight reprimand, more a warning that it wasn't the most opportune time to sound so cheerful. Really taking a look at this man in front of him now, it's obvious he's no hunter, they wouldn't keep someone like him around anyway, not even for tricking people. He was too soft, too small, probably couldn't use a weapon if he tried. Didn't look like he had the heart to kill someone if he needed to either.

Thorin lowers his handgun completely now, but he doesn't put it away.

"... how many lived there?"