[ Rutile turned the windowsill by their bed into a makeshift desk ages ago, and they stand near it now, their tools in a meticulous line off to the right. They smile at Yato, with an attempt at being gentle and reassuring, but the excitement in their eyes is clear as they reach for the charm. ]

You have nothing to worry about. I'm no mystic, but between my dexterity and skill and your strong aura, I believe we will learn a great deal.