"Certainly!" Freyr smiled. "I would love to reassert myself there too. I have been trying to regain my strength this last little while. A bit of fortitude, you know? to face the world again. My finances are in such a mess." He shook his head with a grimace. "My imposter made some reckless spending decisions. But I shall straighten things out, it'll just take time. We have time." He looked across at her, knowing it would take a while for growth to happen, much like this new friendship. He felt like this promised to be worthwhile, though. Makaria was lovely, and his copy hadn't tarnished her image of him.