Her heart fills with warmth, with joy, at his words. "Oh, Skellig. You matter so very much."

She kisses him softly. "I should not have been the first to show you that, but I will not be the last either." Her confidence in that is absolute. She's certain he will make friends, given time, and Taweret is already quite fond of him.

"The way you cherish me, I have never felt so happy."

Her muscles twitch a little, as the open circle wants to be completed. She exhales sharply. "The spell is getting a bit impatient, do we have what we need?"