[ as he holds her, he can feel it, the slow current beneath everything else that gently brushes against his own emotions. and there is something very fond there, just like love, a mirror image. if percy had to add another sister to his cadre, then he would carry jiuqing to vox machina and his family himself just to show them.

he'd felt it, back at the pool, wrapped in vines, the smoke clearing from his eyes so that all he had left were tears, burning them.

he rests his forehead against hers briefly.

there's a swelling emotion here, like a great water skin about to burst. ]

I'm... grateful that I didn't have to leave you. Any of you...

[ he will just. rest their foreheads together. ]

I love you too... you're... a very important person to me. Like a sister. I'd have been so happy to be your brother, had our worlds ever the chance to meet.