Gandalf had asked you to come. He knew you were more than capable, and would provide essential to the company and it's mission. But now, you were in a Bilbo's home, a *stranger's* home, surrounded by 13 suspicious dwarves who'd never seen you before in their lives. Thorin approached you, looking over every aspect and detail of your person, as if he was studying you. Or maybe judging you, rather. "So *you* are the mysterious individual our wizard insisted on bringing." He stated, his words cold.