The Witch and the Lich; Home for Junsrew, Part Three

Krell waited inside the room.  It was quiet.  He had expected to hear the sound of blades clashing, the roaring of that icy pet of Arcania's, and the sound of spells on shields raging outside.  Instead, the hours passed slowly and silently.  He heard whirring a few times, rooms changing perhaps.  It seemed the home of Cyssie and Igor Von Gravaga had but one door for all its rooms and no halls but the lab.  He couldn't think of why they would design it like that, but they were supposed to be the mad scientists around, so there was sure to be some insane reason that made perfect sense to them. 
He looked around the room and saw that Rea had left her bag open in the middle of the room.  She'd emptied it completely.  Considering everything else in the area he had expected it to be larger on the inside, but it somehow wasn't.  She must have left her presents on the ship and just gone back for them while no one was paying attention.  But she had left a few magazines, some empty jerky wrappers, and a pile of unfolded, likely unwashed, clothes on the bed.  He had expected arcane artifacts and enchanted jewelry but found nothing but the most mundane things. 
Another hour passed.  He paced the room silently, waiting for Rea to return.  Maybe she had died; no fight took this long.  Then the thought occured to him.  It just sort of popped into his mind as he floated past the bed again.  He opened the top magazine and saw an ad for some jewelry circled.  It was a pendant, silver with an amethyst at the center.  He circled the room once more and rolled the thought about in his mind.  Finally he sat down at the desk and drew a circle on it with his finger.  The glass scratched easily and he was able to make his marks very precisely.  Three circles, one for the silver, one for the stone, and one for the spell.  With the flow of energy provided by his Lichly nature he turned the dust of the room to a silver pendant and the knobby fuzz of the carpet to amethysts.  He set each one in turn, delicately placing them in their settings and binding them in place with spell and silver.  He powered each in turn from his own strength and set it within the final circle.  A tap of his finger to the largest stone and the circle vanished, its power absorbed within.  The enchantment completed he returned to the door and opened it. 
Arcania and Rea stopped and looked at him.  Both were startled, but neither so much as Krell.  They weren't fighting, they must have stopped hours ago judging by the level of clotting that Arcania seemed to be experiencing.  They had a few pieces of paper laid out before them and they Arcania was pointing to a spot on a map of the Empire, Tara from the looks of it. 
"Y-y-yes F-f-f-fath-ther?"  Rea was shivering like crazy.  Maybe she hadn't needed it the way he had expected, but it seemed it would still do her some good after all. 
"I'm sorry for interrupting, but since it is Junsrew and all."  He handed her the necklace and her face lit up.  She put it on and her smile grew still wider. 
"Mr. Casat, you shouldn't have."  She practically tackled him trying to give him a hug.  Already weary from his enchanting he could barely remain upright in her embrace.  She whispered quietly into his hood as he saw Arcania grin surprisingly warmly from the other side of the little table they'd set up.  "Thank you."