"Stars of Varda!" exclaimed Curufin. He didn't swear by his gods very often, not having ever had a trusting relationship with them. But matricide was a serious matter. Not that he was one to blame others when he himself was called Kinslayer in his own world. "Did you really kill your mother, or do you just somehow feel responsible for her death? I guess your family believed that, since they punished you by isolating you." He shook his head. He didn't believe that locking somebody in the basement was a solution to any problem.

And he could hear those small pauses, and thus knew that Yoite had suffered emotional damage at the very least.

"Then you agreed to learn a technique that was going to kill you eventually."