If you shout long enough, Fingon might remind him, sometimes it gets a response. They of all people should know that.

"...Will you let me hope for you, then? Until you can hope for yourself?" And the latter will happen, Fingon will see to that. It's necessary. Maedhros can lean on him, let him carry the burdens of his tortured fea, for now. But that is not a state that can last forever, not if any recovery is to be real.

"You should know the answer to that by now." He leans up slightly to kiss Maedhros again on the forehead. "You are always welcome where I am. Shall we go back to the fire for now, or do you wish to stay here?"