"I see you've not lost any of your charm." Safrin said to Ronin, her laughter frail sounding. Hollow somehow. Shaking her head softly at Amalia, the goddess tutted gently. "You never need to kneel to me, my precious one." She scolded lovingly, tilting her head to the side to gently embrace the starwhale hovering there. "What a beautiful offering, did you do this for me?" Safrin asked the softly-glowing creature, nodding towards the captured starlight. With a pulse of energy that causes her entire being to fade somewhat, the light intensifies and is made permanent. "Thank you." She whispered, sucking in a breath that only steadies her appearance slightly.
There is a weak hesitation on Safrin's normally beatific face, something that speaks of debts incurred and payments that can never be made. "Oh." She whispers softly, her hands moving forward to capture the fledgling celestials as they dance softly. Sighing with reservation, the goddess closes her eyes. The stars pulse softly and their light begins to rain down upon Safrin in a cleansing storm. Her body solidifies slightly, but she is nowhere near her normal effervescent self. Still, she is worlds away from where she was in the Spire.
Reaching forward to pull Amalia to her, the goddess wraps her in a starspangled gaze that will send galactic sparks throughout the bakers body. "Thank you." She sings softly into the girl's ear, before pulling away to regard Ronin.
"For me? It is I who owe you—" Pulling herself away from Amalia, the goddess moves towards Ronin. Drawing him to her, she places her hands softly on his cheeks and her lips upon his forehead. Where she touches him, light flares through him igniting his every nerve, every vein. Starlight burns away the blight that has infected him, but there is only so much that she can do. Only so much she can give while weakened as she is. Faltering, she nearly collapses, holding against Ronin for strength. "The blight is in me now, and so it is in you.." She explains, her voice no more than a croak as the solidity she possessed only moments ago is now entirely gone. Safrin The devil is not as black as he is painted
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