Thorin knows plenty about Frerin and his ways of showing affection. He can be overly so at the worst of times, still, he loves his brother. More than he should. Not that it was anything he could help, it had just... happened.

Still, they are so very comfortable around each other when alone like this, he really does enjoy it. Fingers lightly move through the mane of hair, blunt nails scratching against Frerin's scalp. He's like a big cat, honestly.

"Aye, she will. It would be only fair to teach her as well." Thorin, always trying to play the devil's advocate between them all.