[To the couch Ianthe took them, sitting down in the corner with her leg stretched out along the back, Gilia pulled down to sit in the v formed with the freedom to face her. She brought Gilia's hands up to kiss before letting them go, her bone hand dipping down into a pouch tied to her hip, searching for something.]

I want to give you something... if you want it, that is. And you're willing to give me blood to store, but that's just for the wards.

[Finding what she agreed in the pouch, Ianthe took Gilia's hand and held it palm up. A key was pressed to her palm, Ianthe's eyes flickering up to find the sea queen's. She didn't say what the key belonged to, thinking it obvious.]