"Evil is not creative." it never has been and perhaps there is comfort in that, "We have had too much practice."

Maedhros looks unconvinced and he purses his lips.

"What is her name? She needs to be watched." and, of course, he is ready to take that duty on his shoulders.

Especially if it gives Maglor freedom. His features soften and leans forward, voice gentle:

"Are you happier?"