He knew it was pointless to nitpick over her shoelaces. In the end she would ruin the ‘perfect’ bows he had tied anyway. However, he was stubborn and if only just to satisfy himself he continued to work on them until he was satisfied. Urd’s voice broke him from his concentration, though he was most forgiving. A warm smile was returned to her while he looked up at her and held her hand. This? This was nothing, especially to Urd. She had done more for him than she probably realized. Anything he could do for her it seemed was too little to repay her. However, at least the moon rocks he had yet to create would be of true aid to her.

“Probably saunter and trip throughout the city in this thing.” On his feet again, Genie held Urd’s dress up on a hanger and dusted it off with a small brush. “This thing is filthy now.” He tsked. “Of course, that’s what I should expect after you’ve been dragged this on the ground behind you for who knows how long. I’ll have to wash it.” Examining the fabric more closely, he stuck his finger through a visible hole. “This will have to be repaired too.” Another tsk. “You’ll have to learn to treat your clothes more kindly. I won’t always be here to fix them.” Genie paused to look at Urd’s attire. “At least try to keep those clean, will you?”