Isten smiles tentatively at him, and dares to comment, "It's nice here."

Then he gets his brother to pick him up. They stir their blessings back in, and Isten draws:

Joy for Jayce - he recognizes it and smiles.

Health for Patience - his brother murmurs the word to him as he hands it over.

And for his brother, luck.

"You know that one, right?" says the elder prince. "'Cause it's in both our birth blessings." Isten nods.