[He shakes his head a little, not quite sure how to accept that. Not that his brother lies, just...it's a strange thought. Uncomfortable.
When the horse comes to a stop, Maglor breathes a little easier, adrenaline slowly fading. It leaves him feeling strangely drained, and he leans a little heavier against his brother.]
'M fine, Nelyo... [Only various cuts and bruises, mostly gained in the fights with the demons. But Maedhros might notice just how thin Maglor is now, even under the sturdy clothing he wears.]
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When the horse comes to a stop, Maglor breathes a little easier, adrenaline slowly fading. It leaves him feeling strangely drained, and he leans a little heavier against his brother.]
'M fine, Nelyo... [Only various cuts and bruises, mostly gained in the fights with the demons. But Maedhros might notice just how thin Maglor is now, even under the sturdy clothing he wears.]