He let his hands drop, settling down to wrap around her instead. His head dropped down to her shoulder.

"You don't believe in fairies?" Uxie asked, almost playfully. "I am and am not real, I suppose. I do hope I'm not cold to the touch. Right now, I sleep in Lake Verity's arms. The mind, however... it wanders." Wanders a great distance, but the myths were quite familiar with the roving spirits of the Lake Trio -- and a power that shone as brightly as Casey's had a way of acting as a beacon.

"I suppose it's no surprise that it should wander back to you."