[There was that, too, and Fingon hadn't been sure what they were rushing into. Simple captivity might have upset Maedhros but it may not have been bad enough for him to relive his years in Angband, but Fingon hadn't been able to trust it wasn't bad and wouldn't remind him of his time. There had been flashes of darkness through their bond before Fingon had been able to track him down that he didn't understand until now.]
He's very kind. I knew him in Aman when he was a child, and when Artanis found him in our ranks on the ice she sent him up to find me and keep me company. It was after I had failed Turgon and could not help him save Elenwë... [Something that exactly zero people other than Fingon held him responsible for. But Turu was his little brother and Fingon had hated to see him so grieved, and especially young Idril.] I suppose she thought I needed a reminder that the world was not all ice. [Artanis though stricken with pride her whole life was also often wiser than her older cousins. She saw them and everyone else in a way that few did.]
I would also tell them they were wearing my ears out if it wouldn't bring them the utmost joy. [Not that he truly minded people talking his ears off but it was at least a little funny to tease them about it.
Thinking for a moment, Haldamir pulls a small blanket out from under his pack where it had been tied in a roll. For Maedhros it wasn't big enough to be a proper lap blanket, it certainly wouldn't have covered him from lap to floor if he were to sit up and try to keep his legs warm but it was more than ample enough to cover his nakedness.]
We will put this on your lap first so I only see what I must, would that help? We can go a little bit at a time. There is no rush. And if you need a break we can take that and I can leave you with the King if need be so that you can calm down and remember that you are safe. I also got them to bring you some broth in a metal cup so that it will not cool too quickly.
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He's very kind. I knew him in Aman when he was a child, and when Artanis found him in our ranks on the ice she sent him up to find me and keep me company. It was after I had failed Turgon and could not help him save Elenwë... [Something that exactly zero people other than Fingon held him responsible for. But Turu was his little brother and Fingon had hated to see him so grieved, and especially young Idril.] I suppose she thought I needed a reminder that the world was not all ice. [Artanis though stricken with pride her whole life was also often wiser than her older cousins. She saw them and everyone else in a way that few did.]
I would also tell them they were wearing my ears out if it wouldn't bring them the utmost joy. [Not that he truly minded people talking his ears off but it was at least a little funny to tease them about it.
Thinking for a moment, Haldamir pulls a small blanket out from under his pack where it had been tied in a roll. For Maedhros it wasn't big enough to be a proper lap blanket, it certainly wouldn't have covered him from lap to floor if he were to sit up and try to keep his legs warm but it was more than ample enough to cover his nakedness.]
We will put this on your lap first so I only see what I must, would that help? We can go a little bit at a time. There is no rush. And if you need a break we can take that and I can leave you with the King if need be so that you can calm down and remember that you are safe. I also got them to bring you some broth in a metal cup so that it will not cool too quickly.