He places a hand on the offered necklace, but curls her fingers back over it. "[color=ffe34c]Keep it. I want it to be safe, and I know if I take it, it'll break in combat.[/color]" He tucks her in and curls up next to her as she drifts off. "[color=ffe34c]Sweet dreams, Arty,[/color]" he murmurs. Before he drifts off, he pulls a piece of parchment from the Duat and leaves a note for Devon, should he return before they wake up. "[color=ffe34c][i]Thank you for being there for Arty. Let me know when we can talk. Nothing of great importance.[/i][/color]"