Maglor casts a mock-irritated look Elros' way, folding his arms across his chest and letting his harp remain on his lap with its strings still.
"They barely touched you, Elros, and wouldn't have at all had you not tried to flee again!" Not that he disapproves of their escape attempts...but...still.
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Jerk.
Maglor casts a mock-irritated look Elros' way, folding his arms across his chest and letting his harp remain on his lap with its strings still.
"They barely touched you, Elros, and wouldn't have at all had you not tried to flee again!" Not that he disapproves of their escape attempts...but...still.