They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
I don't think being stronger helps with Angband. Just means more pieces to sharpen and turn inward.
You weren't weak. I would have hurt you no matter what you were like and what you needed, because that is what the Enemy broke me and shaped me to do.
Oh.
I don't care? I still wish I'd been strong enough to handle it and keep going. I don't care that it hurt.
Yeah, okay. And she goes to be hugged, letting him lead the actual interaction.
Nod. It's still hard to watch, sometimes, knowing. I want things to be better for you. But I think I'll feel better about it now.
Mmhmm. She rests her forehead very gently on his chest. If that's what you want.
It takes a while, but eventually she calms down.
I think - what do you know, about Doriath, could we go ask about what happened? Not even to know if it's safe to do that again; to know for Angband.
I know it's a hidden kingdom and doesn't let people in because they're afraid of the Enemy. That's about all I know so far.
All right. If you can find out more, I'd like to see if they'll talk to us. Or if there's anything else that that might've been, if there's a way to find out about it.
And she loads them up with spells and sends them off, and makes portals for herself and Maitimo to watch through.