"So you did." Maglor smiles at him, shifting so Duo can see.

"Mm, yes. I was a lot younger then."

In the memory, Maglor goes down yelling and flailing, the twins laughing as the memory broadens out to the garden they're in to reveals a whole gaggle of brilliantly dressed people, most of whom look like Maglor, to one degree or another.

"This appears to play memories."