WARNING: LONG.
Elros: *elaborate toy battle in the living room*
Maglor: *amused, scribbling some notes on a few sheets of music*
Elros: Oh no! The hippo is working with the terror bird now! How could this happen!
Maglor: Oh dear. Good thing a unicorn is worth ten hippos.
Elros: It is? *waves the unicorn* Hahaha! I can fight you off!
Maglor: Did you enjoy your afternoon with uncle Maedhros yesterday?
Elros: *holds up the elephant* Can't we have peace!?
Elros: Huh? Oh yeah.
Elros: Uncle Maedhros is nice.
Maglor: *nods*
Elros: He's kinda weird. Did making his hand come back do somethign to him?
Maglor: *amused at the irony* Well... *decides it's too complicated to explain* Essentially, yes.
Elros: 'Cause he doesn't seem to remember me that well. *sounds hurt*
Maglor: *knew this would be an issue; speaking gently and carefully* Sometimes...things happen to us that make us forget what we used to know. It is not your uncle's fault.
( In which Elros asks about Elrond, Maglor says the wrong thing, Elros is upset, and Turgon arrives at a very inopportune time. )