Her face softens at the sight of him, not quite a widening smile but an undeniable warmth just from seeing him there, as unwavering as ever. It only takes a moment of consideration before she steps forward to hug him, resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes. Serenity doesn't often permit physical contact but Istredd is one of few in all of creation whose mind isn't open to her unwelcome intrusion. The Guardian of Forbidden Knowledge, as he's known, and his mind is still a solid steel trap. It's a comfort to her that they can still be close without it hurting.

But even with his immense power, it's not perfect. Serenity generally can't use her cognition on other gods without their permission, but physical touch bends and breaks the rules of reality around her. It starts to bleed through - his concern, his excitement, the enduring love of someone that has never lost faith in her despite how far she's strayed - and maybe she can feel it because it doesn't take magic to see what's there in his features and the way he holds her.

Even with Istredd, who she loves more than most anyone else with the exception of her brother, there's only so much she can take. A few beats pass before Serenity pulls back again, staying close but dropping her arms away from him.

"I miss you too." She doesn't remember how long it's been since they last saw each other when time is such a blur but she always misses him. "Have you been busy? Your collection has grown."

It's always different, every time she comes to see him. He always was a workaholic.