"How often do these lanterns appear?" Maedhros tucks his gift away, smirking, "It seems a shame..." get it, "...to never meet her." even if she does scream.

He holds up his hand in defeat. The memories alone are giving him a deep sense of fatigue. Having so many brothers is a chore.

"I won't say those weren't trying times..." they were, "But I trusted we would come to an answer. You all could be a hassle, yet you were never a hassle I wanted to be rid of."