[ He flinches from her touch, so bright, so pure and his eyes frantically look anywhere but at hers. Small and fragile she may seem but Maglor knows better, can hear how they have trapped her ]

I... I do not... I do not think I... [ soft and broken ] Makalaure should stay dead, he was happy then. Maglor is only broken, now, I cannot... I do not deserve recovery.