"But it was me, Bilbo. At least partly. Yes the gold sickness had taken over my mind...had made me desperate to keep every bit of the treasure for myself, the Arkenstone as well...." He said, looking down.

"When I found out you had given the Arkenstone to them...I was so angry. I felt so betrayed. That was me. I truly wanted to hurt you because you had hurt me." He admitted, brushing his fingers through his hair slowly before sighing quietly.

"I was wrong and because of it...you were hurt. If I had only listened to you before then things would have been vastly different."