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(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.)

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Oh my darling, there's nothing wrong with being unable to do it on your own. We're your family, my Maitimo. Since when has being weak been a crime? Let us help you, my son.

That isn't how you should spend your days, Ammë. (Shame remains a companion of his weakness.)

None of that! [ She scolds ]

Thou art my son, part of my very fea. I love thee, Maitimo.

This part of your fëa demands too much care. (He is officially the fussy part and he doesn't like it.)

I love thee too, Ammë, with all my fëa.

You do not. [ She reprimands ]

Were you lame and blind and without voice, I am still your mother, and I still love you, and I would give up anything for you, Maitimo.

I do not think you should have to sacrifice so much. (Since it is his doing that he has ended up in this position.) Mothers bring sons into the world with hope and optimism.

I am your mother. [ She reiterates, gentler ]

My little darling, you don't get to choose how much I give up for you.

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