She did. And she is. [It has been centuries but Fingon knows his mother has not changed. Maybe she is even somewhat restored now his father might have been able to go to her.]

We always did talk big about running away and living our own lives. [And they had done the opposite... still. Fingon longs for the freedom to do that, to do whatever he wants. To bask in love and not fear shame.]

We could ask him. I miss you and cannot sneak away like I once did as only a prince. And clearly you cannot be left alone or someone will find it irresistible to kidnap you.