On the one hand, that would well and truly solve the problem of finding one another on the chance one left before the other. On the other hand... seeing into the depths of her soul was a odd concept that she could only barely fathom. Night Sky imagined what horrors resided there, buried deep and forgotten - or what hints of her binding to the Green Knight he might find. The Archfey had to be entwined with her soul somehow, she assumed. He was the one that brought her back after all. The one that controlled her.

"I trust you." She said, as if he did not know as much already. "I just... need a little while still. You being here helps. I can think about you instead of how fucking sad I am."