[There's a little hesitation, but since she seems just a bit calmer he reaches into his pocket and takes out the handkerchief he had ready in case she started crying to hold out to her. It's not good for her to rub at her sleeves like that, she'll get them all slimy like Saphir when he was a boy.]

I said it before, didn't I? That our titles don't mean anything here. I try to not tell people here who I am back home, because... honestly, I wish that I weren't a lot of the time. But that was wrong, too. I'm sorry. You aren't just another person here, you were born in Malkuth. I should have said something. Still - I really do mean it, you know. I want to be your friend, and if we can all go home together, I want to stay together. Even Liger.