Making her a custom bracelet, promising to keep his own matching bracelet safe, and doing it all so she had 'someone who knew her' no matter what? Call that sweet enough to rot teeth.

Night Sky, still giddy and spinning the bracelet around her wrist, chuckled. "Usually, he says." A touch of a tease- a silent vow to fix that even if she had to hound him until he took a damn nap. She could be persistent - as he was well learning already. "I might have a commission for you, when your workload isn't so intense."