[ Ori nods and smiles as Aether reaches out and touches the duster so very tentatively. In response, she presses the handle of it into his palm, gently and yet a little insistently, too. ]

I'm sure. He'd be honored that you helped us out and used his favorite duster, too.

[ And probably think them both a little silly - in the warmest, most loving way possible - for making such a big deal out of it, too.

With the duster in Aether's hands, Ori's little bird friends swoop in and drop a cloth into her hands, twittering in a rather animated way as if to say, it's time to get back to work! ]

Come on! These shelves aren't going to clean themselves...!