Raine did not quite grin, as that was not an expression she was overly given to, but her face lit up as she clasped Solomon's hand. It was instinct she followed rather than any conscious knowledge, to extend not only her mana but also one of the most basic senses she possessed across the point of contact between them. "Here. If this works-- this is what I feel."

Solomon might find his hand warmed slightly, by more than simply the heat of another person. Far more noticeable, however, would be the sense that the world around them had more vibrancy than it had a moment before. As if everything, from the mushrooms to the earth to the animals in the underbrush, was full of a tiny sunrise waiting only for something to nudge it into cresting the horizon.

"This place is rather more exuberant than any at home," Raine added after a few moments, watching Solomon carefully for signs of his reaction, and whether or not her impulsive idea had borne fruit.