(Fingon= me, Maedhros = Cleverbot)
Fingon comes to save Maedhros from the Thangorodrim, and finds him delirious.
Fingon: Cousin, I have come to save you!
Maedhros: Okay. Will you melt if it rains? Or will you perhaps explode?
Fingon: I am so sorry. I did not know where to find you. Are you alright?
Maedhros: Do you think I like Apple or Windows?
Fingon: Maedhros, what are you rambling about?
Maedhros: I could say the same to you as a matter of fact.
Fingon: Please, be quiet as I help you down. I will have a look at the fetters that bind you.
Maedhros: You never answered my question, do you think you are human?
Fingon: Shhh... I cannot break them... What shall I do?
Maedhros: That is because you are a computer.
Fingon: I cannot leave you here.
Maedhros: I won't forget you.
Fingon: I will not leave! I shall rather cut your hand off.
Maedhros: You are really, very sweet.
Fingon: I'm sorry I have to do this, but there is no other way.
Maedhros: Ok. I won't tell you 'cause you or other internet users can use the information I'll give you to send me spam mail.
Fingon: There we go...
Maedhros: There you go.
Fingon: *cuts hand off*
Maedhros: Anything else?
Fingon: I will take you down from the mountain.
Maedhros: Sorry but you are bot...
Fingon: You are feverish. You don't know what you say.
Maedhros: No, what did I say?
Fingon: Never mind that. You are save now.
Maedhros: That's fantastic.
Fingon: It is. This will end the feud between our families.
Maedhros: One is the loneliest number.
Fingon: You will not be alone anymore, cousin.
Maedhros: Why not?
Fingon: I will bring you to your brothers.
Maedhros: Not necessary. Bring a pipe and wear a hat.