[Not frighten, no, but it still takes Maedhros a long moment to pull his expression together into something fit to be seen by others. Even with that moment, when he lifts his head he looks tired, and sad, and somehow hollow. One might guess that even before coming here he has had a fucking Day.]

One of the Secondborn? Then perhaps this is a sort of life after all. Unless, I have heard it said - are you Turin, who was called Mormegil?

[You're not. Don't worry about it.]