It’s woefully big on his tiny wrist. Enough to get a small snort of laughter from Taura, though not an unkind one; Miles just solemnly loops he chain around his wrist an extra time. There. All fixed.

Both Taura and Bel accept theirs gracefully in turn; Taura gives Devi a toothy smile, which may or may not help with that burgeoning crush. As for the question itself, well. Miles is ready with the answer. “You’ll be aboard the Ariel, with me,” he says with a smile. “All the preparations are ready, if you’d like to gather your people.” He’s seen to it himself last night instead of sleeping. “We’ve no gifts, but there will be plenty of refreshments at least.” Including a bottle of wine should they decide to give that a try.