She watches him work, fascinated by the way the Charter Marks are rearranged merely by the sound of his humming. She sits patiently, ignoring physical concerns like stiffening muscles, keeping her fingers locked around his collar as he told her to.

When he tells her it's done, she releases a breath that she wasn't even aware she was holding, and loosens her grip on his collar a little.

Now that it comes to it, she's almost afraid to open her eyes.