The embrace, in all likelihood, isn't comfortable. Maedhros is covered in armor and the metal is unforgiving and cold. But his hand rests against the back of Maglor's head nonetheless.

"If it weren't for the fact that I do not sleep..." and not wholly because Elves do not need it, "...I would say I am dreaming."

Even if this is a dream, his brother has a story to tell; a story he wishes to hear.

"Tell me?"