[He misses the red-head's curious look as he brushes some of Maglor's hair back from his face before letting his hand drop away.]

We have all had worse. He will be fine.

[Daeron frowns, unconsciously shifting a leg enough to lean it against Maglor in silent reassurance.]

...You watched over Maglor. Is that not enough a comfort? You kept him from harm when he could not.