Fili shook his head, lightly knocking it into Kili's as he rested his cheek against Kili's hair. "Don't be," he murmured. "I doubt you asked to sleep badly, Kili." His hand dropped to Kili's back and lay there.

But these nightmares seemed worse than past ones, coming too often. Before this, Fili hadn't seen Kili so shaken up in some time. In the face of it, the routine it was turning into, he felt helpless.

He didn't have to go through many guesses to know what disturbed his brother's nights.