Dimples formed on her cheeks, pitting them like sinkholes. Her heart radiated warmth inside her chest. "It fills me with great pride to know that. Making you comfortable has become my top priority," she said. Sappho reached out with her left hand to lightly rub the fabric of his sleeve. "You know, that silk noil truly becomes you. I think I still prefer you in black rather than green, but these dress robes of yours are absolutely stunning. You have impeccable taste."