Our men are quite full of it. Some of them disdain us. Almost all Dwarves do, though they are... different to the other children of Eru. Elves are too perfect in their young eyes. Too "blessed", too gifted and long lived, so on and so forth. They see our immortality and grow green with envy even though theirs is supposed to be a better gift while we are tied to the world until it unravels and will then be gone forever. They are the ones for whom Eru has some mysterious plan.

So perhaps do not be too upset that they ask for help. It will probably not last. It did not with us, though the first men adored us and often asked.

There is always a new dawn and new chances to appreciate the small things.