Aris smiles back at Viola without thinking, because seeing her smile always wants to make him do the same, but the expression is short-lived and his uncertainty clearly hasn't gone anywhere. Even with her permission, he doesn't know where to start. After a small nod and a long pause, he moves to take the hand that's still lingering by his torn slacks. He turns it gently as he removes the glowing thimble from his pocket and places it in the center of her palm.

"It's...from that time. By the river. You and me, you know?"