Private An Awkward Prayer

"Great. I didn't forget about the backsplash- its kind of hard for me to truly forget any of my gifts of course. But its still good to make sure. I'm not interested in seeming like I'm trying to trick anyone or anything. That's someone else's domain to cover," he grinned and produced a small marble of purple colored glass to roll around absent-mindedly between his hands.

"It sounds like you two really love each other. I can see why you want to go all out for this gift. Hmm. Maybe we could inlay a design of something heroic? Like a pair of the knives where a figure in amber armor protectively shields one in blue behind them and then reverse it for the next one in the set? Might be a bit too much if you argued about strong protection the weak though."

Erione smiled brightly, his eyes practically glowing with mirth as her approval and excitement about the idea shown through. It helped of course that she was literally appreciating him too- he could feel the happy little warmth deep in his very being.

"Perfect. I'll let you in on a little secret though," he chuckled and shielded his mouth as if there were prying ears even though they were alone. "Amber was just a wild guess. I had a feeling it might help spark a more meaningful idea from you. And it worked!" Not to mention that the more she helped design the gift the more meaningful it would be for the both of them.

Beinging someone you love a gift they'll love is good, but bringing them one you've really put your heart into getting just right was a whole other level.

"Of course we can do green instead. I can make pretty much any color and design you think you'll both enjoy. Because I'd bet he'll use this gift to make you something wonderful too. After he expresses his gratitude and such of course." Eri winked at her and then began forming several more glass marbles to give her some visual choice of glass colors.

Eri laughed and shrugged. "In whatever way you two enjoy sharing your love. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful holiday. I'm not here to judge or pry at all." He had no interest in trying to make her too uncomfortable, especially since that was in direct opposition to pretty much all of his own personal philosophy and the intended tenets of his worship.

He nodded and made a mental note of the green she preferred and then squinted at her trying to decide between the two blues. "Hmm," he mused as he compared the two and her hair. "Actually neither. Let me just..." And with a quick but careful adjustment he tweaked the glass just a bit so it would match her hair as closely as he could while still looking brilliant in the very different medium. Glass after all couldn't really look exactly like hair. Shape and color could be similar but the texture lent itself to slightly different ways of catching the light or casting shadows so he had to take that into account too.

"Actually if you have pictures of you both that would make it easier to make the artwork. I know what your both look like but references are always helpful since I can't really make the glass with both of you here, naturally."

"Aww, that's a lovely picture of you two! You both look so adorable together," he gushed over the image as he took it all in. This little project was going to be so fun for him and rewarding for them.

Most definitely this was a request he would fulfill for Levina.

"Oh yeah, it would be a lot easier if you went and got the set you want. I know almost nothing about knives. If you can get someone to machine or carve out a section of the handles for me to put the glass in that would be even better. I can really only work with glass for the most part."

Erione had explained that it would some time to get the sculpting just right, and that he could potentially be called upon for urgent issues at any time too so it was best to either bring the knife set back herself and drop it off overnight or have someone deliver it for her.

Either way the knives had been delivered and bright and early the next morning Erione sat comfortably waiting in his shrine once more, eating a little bit of breakfast he'd brought himself. And a doughnut from the box that had been left on the altar by what must have been a very early rising worshiper of his.

On the altar, shining in the light streaming into the room and sitting on a pretty purple silk cloth for wrapping, lay the boxed set of knives. He'd painstakingly designed the inset glass sculptures to highlight how the slightly larger emerald armored hero reached out and protectively encircled his arms around the beautiful aqua shaded maiden. Then in the next small sculpture was the agreed upon counterpart. In that one the caring woman in blue was now the larger of the two, with her body in a similar protective stance though her hands were clasped in those of the man in green and her face was drawn down to place a gentle kiss, a token of her love, upon his cheeks. All this inside of what amounted to a perfectly clear glass filling around them to keep the handle. And the many layered-glass he'd used should stand up to normal wear and tear quite well too. No use making a knife that would shatter in the hand of course.