(Many would tremble before her. All Maedhros feels is sorrow and no small amount of irritation. She thinks so poorly of him - and while it is understandable (even expected) - it leaves him in a frustrating position. Family is too scarce for them to turn their backs on each other.)

Reveling? (His tone is flat and his expression is entirely unamused.) I tell you the truth. Words can hurt, they can bind, but they cannot make it so a family does not exist!

(Breathe. He turns slightly away and touches the spine of a book.)

I cannot help that my scars have been erased. I assure you, my mind is not so clean - nor is my apology half-hearted.

(Now he turns to her, moving to kneel before her, hands outstretched.)

Do not treat me like a ghost. I love you - and have loved you since the beginning. I hate myself for hurting you time and time again.