Sina grips back as best she can, a tear falling, then another. A small, reassured smile returns, and she watches Fern kiss her knuckles with knitted brow. Holding her silence for a moment, she takes a few breaths as if working her way up to the one she can use to speak.
"A Keeper," she whispers, her smile broadening despite the pain in her face. "You'll do... wonderful things."