[Griss listens. He doesn't interrupt or try to rush Alear; he can tell that this is A Lot for her to work through, and he can see why she was hoping that Zephia would handle explaining it. He can also see exactly why Zephia didn't, but that's not the point right now.

Her words mean more to him than he can ever express. That of everyone - all the people who supported and worshipped her from the start - she chose him to grant something so meaningful. She seemed a bit awkward about giving it to him, but there was no hesitation. She's certain this is what she wants.

He never would have guessed that he'd want something similar, but sitting here with the sun rising and watching her somewhat awkward expression, he knows what his answer is.

Griss has been silent for a long moment, but when he moves, it's with purpose. He removes one of his own rings and slides the Pact Ring on his finger like it's the easiest thing in the world. When he turns to Alear, it's with a genuine grin.]

I'd ask if you're sure, but you wouldn't have given this to me if you weren't. So sure, I wanna stay by your side too, Alear.

[He pauses, glancing down at the rather plain, thick black ring he removed.]

...This is all I've got right now, but I can get you somethin' nicer later. Not sure anything'll compare to this... so you've got my word I'll take good care of it.

[It's the most precious gift he's ever received.]