Hurt Maglor judges But more in mind than in body, and he gentles further, using the same calming tones he would with the peredhil when they are distressed, or his brothers long ago. If she thinks he knows her, than he will allow it, if only to see if he can aid her.

"Alas, but you are right, and I fear I do not." He makes no move towards her, lest he spook her further. Instead, he gestures back towards the tree where Elrond lies sleeping out of view, and his harp rests on the ground.

"Will you sit awhile and tell me of your troubles?"