Asar-Suti pulls him very close, his head on Gil's shoulder.

"Yes, I trust that you will - I trust that we both will, and work out whatever needs to be worked out," he says.

Gil will probably have to do things on his own, though, Asar-Suti muses, and he should keep his orverly large divine nose out of the actual animagus, and not pokinate details.

That would just cause new problems, he suspects.