The idea of Zelly as a duckling sent a little warm flutter through her heart. Adorable indeed. "I'm glad." And she was, she had seen how Zelly did not want to return home, did not want to be trapped, and she could understand that. Freedom was a blessing, though it came with hardships, she would not damn anyone to be trapped in a tower unable to live their life with happiness.

"It is okay." Her voice was gentle, warm. Blue hands sliding up to cup his face, as he was forced to endure her ever-present optimism and warmth. Trapped in a hallway with someone who perhaps cared too much. "I believe in you." She nodded staring up at him, earnest as ever, eyes scrunched a bit in warmth. "You are a good man at heart, I can see it in your eyes. You were always welcomed back, because even if you do not see it, we can see what is in your heart, you are as much a part of this family as anyone, so long as you want to be."