"Here," he says, once they have sufficiently (and then some) packed the bags full. He puts a hand on each of them in turn, cocks his head to the side, and mutters a few words under his breath, a language she will not recognize.

"They will be lighter now," he says. "And they should hold stronger, somewhat." As explanation: "It has worked before...for my coat." The specifics of the spell are hazy, but his coat has seen a lot. Wherever it has ended up.

Once they are ready (and redressed), Skellig shoulders one of the packs, plus the one that holds their 'regular' supplies.