"Perhaps we should find one." Baba Yaga smiled softly at her king. "I will do as you wish."
She kissed him again before curling up against him. She wasn't going to demand he find an answer, or do something he wasn't prepared to do. She wasn't going to push him. She would help him as she could.
"For now, we can simply feel his loss." She didn't feel it as deeply as Eric, but the crone felt some of it. She would share the pain, and wait.