Justice put a gentle hand on Pyzis' shoulder, almost in a reassuring, brotherly manner. "It takes a strong individual to shed their fears, and I commend your bravery for sharing that with a complete stranger such as myself," he told her softly. "We all endured our own form of torture. Yours lasted longer than ours, and it says something about your resilience that kept you from giving up," he said with a charming smile. "Scars like that might never truly go away, but in time they do fade. That much, I can promise," he told her reassuringly.
"I watched you helping her. Thank you for that. She's several years my junior, and she means the world to me," he smiled. "As for a sample performance, I think we could manage something. We don't have the equipment we once had thanks to our recent mishap, but we've always prided ourselves in being able to improvise," he said confidently. He looked at Pyzis, as if remembering something.
"You said something about a gift. I would assume that this is to be for your moth– the Goddess Angela, correct?" he asked, recalling the earlier conversation. "I've been struck with an idea. I understand that the Goddess of Earth is known for not wearing footwear, correct?"
He motioned for Pyzis to follow him over to where he had noticed several pieces of jewelry. "I've met many acolytes, priestesses, and even some dancers who go barefoot, but they always wore some sort of adornment on their feet," he said as he looked about and found what he was looking at over near the footwear. There were several pieces of jewelry that resembled sandals, without having the sturdy sole to protect the bottom of the foot. Some were plain, made of bead and hemp cord, and others were more extravagant, made with silver and pearls. "Perhaps something like this, would be a suitable gift?" he offered as a suggestion of the foot and ankle jewelry.