[ His Mark. His, and there's a feeling of satisfaction there, to see it on someone else's skin. His gifts to her will fade, as is their nature in this world, but she is His now. ]

To the battlefield, then.

[ Ah- but first. A bone charm is pulled out, offered to her. ]

This will make all rats fond of you; mine will not seek you out to devour you as long as you carry it.