Taking her chin gently in his hand he turned her face up to kiss her on the mouth slowly, the most she would get out of him by way of an apology for their fight the day before. When he broke away he pointed at the faucet of the sink and the lever turned, sending hot water from the spout. The necklace on the counter top drifted up lazily and then hovered underneath the fall of water until it was rinsed clean. Magnus took it in his hands and heated the metal until it was dry then gestured for Raven to turn around so he could clasp it around her neck. "I made this," he told her. "Chose the silver from a small vein in Mount Wundagore, drew it out then shaped this myself. I think it might have been the first thing I ever really tried to ceate, if I remember correctly."