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[castintoflames]

(Someone is finally peeking out of his cabin, looking like he has been through hell. Greetings, world!)

What food do you recommend after feeling ill? (He is the color of snow except for his fiery red hair and his one blue eye. The grey eye, filled with shadow, only makes him look worse.)

Father? Mother? Brothers? Is all well? I am sorry for my absence.

Finno, what of you? You will not escape my concern, cousin.

(This is what you get when you are tortured extensively by Morgoth. There are times Maedhros's strength simply fails him and he can't find the energy to leave his bed.)

Comments

[thebetterweapon]

If you can get it, bone broth. Make it for my daughter when she's not feeling well. Might poke around the kitchen and see what I can make.

[castintoflames]

You are very kind. (So many sweet passengers. Maedhros feels like he is taking advantage.) Is your daughter here?

[thebetterweapon]

[ Creed would laugh, but the guy looks like that might put him back in the infirmary. He ain't kind. ]

No, she's back home, hopefully looking after my husband.

[castintoflames]

(Kindness comes in many shapes and sizes. It can be brief or it can last a lifetime.)

I understand. (Between his brother, the twins they adopted and himself, he knows the twins have more sense.) I never had any children, but my brother and I took in twin brothers.

[thebetterweapon]

[ Creed chuckles. ]

Got my daughter because she tried to pick my pocket, when she was livin' on the street.

[castintoflames]

She needed a guardian. (It saddens him greatly when children are forced to live such hard lives.) I commend you for taking her in.

[thebetterweapon]

Still can't shake her off my belt loops.

[ But it's said fondly. ]

How about I put together some soup for ya? Won't cost me nothin'.