"I know," Fingon admitted, "I heard that when I arrived. Months or even years, they were saying and that is far longer than I would like to hear. Barad Eithel has so many good and able men, but they cannot be expected to do their job for me. Besides, how would your brother feel if he went to all that trouble to forge alliances and I simply didn't show up to his battle?"

He let out a huff at the last bit, "Forgive me, Kano. I don't know when I started dwelling on things, but it's unfair for me to unload it all on you."

Fingon's brow furrowed at the evasion, and his confusion only grew worse as he tried to puzzle out what Maglor actually said. Ships? From Valinor? What was his cousin talking about?

"Are you really that uncomfortable telling me, Makalaure? If you really want me to I'll stop asking, but something's troubling you and I want to help if I can."