No wonder...

[Just catch him looking dreamily back at it for a second.... sugoi...]

Ah, hold on... let me go get the polearm, we'll see how it holds... [He starts to rise to his feet, but then stops with a sudden light to his eyes as he remembers something.

Both hands are firmly planted on Syr's shoulders.] Ah -- wait, wait, stay right there, okay?? Stay put, I have something for you as well.

[He nods at the confirmation and rushes out of the room. The polearm isn't the issue - he knows exactly where that is! But he'd put aside his own gift for after the cruise, and a good opportunity had just never come up...

Anyway, back he comes soon enough, something tucked into one of his hands as he ducks the spear under the doorway. Unruly thing that it is, he never keeps it in the bedroom for both their sakes.

The weapon is flipped, perfectly parallel to the floor, a deep exhale from the Touken as he brings the handguard against the arms and settles the weight of the weapon down. That it doesn't budge just cements how well-made this whole piece must be...]

...I feel kind of bad, to be honest. I wish I had some this grand to give you in return.

[Ah, but he's getting ahead of himself. Back to his knees he goes, holding out a small item carefully wrapped in cloth.]

I've been holding onto this for a week or so now. It felt... better, if things calmed down a bit first.

[It's a small leather pouch, filled but flattened and tied off at the top in a complicated knot. It's a little messy, not done with a craftsman's hand for any part of it. The knot is slightly askew, the symbols don't all line up straight. But at least some considerable care has been taken to the etchings of kanji on the front and back, of the odd circular symbol near the top.]

We call them omamori where I'm from. A charm from the gods, to bless someone through their year. Keep it closed, and on your person. [A slight bow of his head.] This one is for "katsumori", or a request for victory in whatever you choose to pursue.

....

I know there isn't much I can offer in comparison to many other gods. My place in this world is a simple one, and I don't have power or divinity to really bless anything. But...

I still... hope that a god's prayers can follow you, Syrlya, wherever you need. If not as a god, then just... as a friend that wants the best for you.