[That tone is almost too much for Glorfindel to take, but he does listen to Maeglin's plea and he falls quiet, giving Maeglin a little bit of breathing space. He's not entirely still, though, he can't quite manage that. His hands find Maeglin's hair, stroking softly, soothing, ever gentle.
But worries are building up in him still, mind turning over all the possibilities and coming back to a few horrible scenarios that he hates the idea of. Still, he stays quiet, waiting for Maeglin to give him a sign that he's feeling a bit better.]
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But worries are building up in him still, mind turning over all the possibilities and coming back to a few horrible scenarios that he hates the idea of. Still, he stays quiet, waiting for Maeglin to give him a sign that he's feeling a bit better.]