Feanor: “ok” is such an imprecise term. Under whose rules? The Valar who would rule us injustly?!
Maedhros: I mean. Yavanna made these trees. Are people allowed to chip off pieces of mum’s statues whenever they want just cause she is not their ruler?
Feanor: Your mother is not a tyrant who plays at benevolence while imposing arbitrary rules we are powerless to obey before her might.
Maedhros: Omg NERDINEL ISN’T MY MOTHER?! This is how you choose to tell me I’m adopted?!?!
Feanor: … You’re right, I was unclear. That’s on me. For now, we are going to hastily retreat because I have an appointment and not because we have committed any acts of blasphemy.
