‘Could you play the song again?’
‘I don’t know. I haven’t, since.’
Fingon tentatively begins picking out the tune. Coming into his stride, he starts to sing the words, his voice a little strained. Maedhros joins him on the chorus. They sing one stanza together, strong and clear. In the middle of the next verse, Fingon falters. Maedhros goes on until the end of the next verse after that; then he stops, too. Fingon slowly but doggedly continues playing the tune.
Maedhros comes and sits beside him on the floor, leaning his head against his knee. Fingon hits a wrong note and stops playing altogether, his hands motionless on the strings. They sit that way.