An offer easily accepted, reclaiming the link of their arms. They draw back together, falling into step as they join the scattering of travelers winding their way towards the docks.

"Aye," Ellis agrees, leaving off any more specific gratitude than the brief pressure of his fingers at the bend of her elbow. "And then to your project."

Someday, that incisive study will render him transparent to her, whatever choices he makes. Ellis can consider the inevitability of that as the ferry bears them across the water to the Gallows, where Ruadh will no doubt meet them. They will part, so she might go to her work, until she calls him back again.

And some days later, a new chain will appear on the table of the Hightown house. Longer. Better suited, with a simple clasp and length enough to slip over her head without effort, just as needed.