[ It isn't long before Curufin returns home, disengages the wards, and enters the house. He drops his weapons and his coat on the couch, and comes to Maedhros' bedroom. He taps on the door gently and pushes it open. ]
Macalaurë?
[ He comes to stand by Maglor's side, laying a hand on his shoulder. ]
You can't hear him, you say. He must be sleeping very deeply. [ Curufin can't hear him either. But then, he and Maedhros don't have much of a history of mind-to-mind contact. Even if Maedhros were conscious, Curufin would have to try very hard to hear him or be heard by him. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
video --> action
Date: 2018-01-16 08:15 am (UTC)Macalaurë?
[ He comes to stand by Maglor's side, laying a hand on his shoulder. ]
You can't hear him, you say. He must be sleeping very deeply. [ Curufin can't hear him either. But then, he and Maedhros don't have much of a history of mind-to-mind contact. Even if Maedhros were conscious, Curufin would have to try very hard to hear him or be heard by him. ]