Tuo regards Vervain with exceptional fondness as he recounts the time he spent near 'Thwaite all those years ago, and scoffs softly when he mentions the parson. "I imagine I tried her patience," he says dryly, then shifts his gaze towards Dain. It's impossible for him to truly offer his friend the reassurances he doubtless deserves, but he tries to convey as much as he can through his eyes--that he did not disclose the Night's secrets, nor anything about Saaristemori that would matter, to either the boy or his grandmother.

It's debatable how successful he is.

"Well, as he won't be coming down anytime soon," he goes on, gesturing up to the magpie, "shall I go make myself comfortable in the sanctuary?" He does not relish losing his privacy for the night, but he's resigned himself to it.