Felih is still worried. He can't help it, fretting for his beloved, whom he knows has a habit of masking his emotions. Still, he relaxes at the kiss to his cheek, his skin growing warm at the touch of Hades' lips, and he feels a shy smile spreading across his own.

"It's perfect," he murmurs quietly, ears lowering slightly in a show of vulnerability. "It feels like I'm myself again. Or, like I was meant to be this way. Perhaps it's strange... but it grants me comfort." He leans in, kissing his mate gently and sweetly, letting the touch linger for several moments.

"I can't thank you enough. I can't believe you managed to concoct such a thing..." Let alone present it to Felih as a gift. It means more to Felih than he can say.