Piritta's eyes traveled down to take in the mark on Cyril's chest. Over the heart? She felt her own squeeze for a second at just how fitting that was. A soulmate could have no better place. She stepped forward, but hesitated to touch it, her fingers hovering inches away from the dragonfly. "Maybe it is true? I was just thinking aloud, but I didn't expect this. I wasn't looking yet. Um....my own mark is a gem, right here," she said, tapping her back between the shoulder blades. "A cat's or a tiger's eye?" Finally, her fingers finished their motion and brushed against Cyril's mark. For a second, she hesitated too much and felt nothing, but then her fingers started to tingle just faintly like a question of 'is this it?'