Pets to shivering daemon continue, until she calms down. She looks up at Adarin with sad, sad eyes. "... We still have to."

"Yes," he agrees.

The daemon makes a sad sound again. Adarin goes back to working on the rock situation, with the kagu still staying close by. Soon enough, he's figured out the specifics of what he wants to do, and casts the spell.

Compared to a witch's magic, it's really not very showy. He says words in a language Isabella wouldn't understand, and then the rocks reform themselves to a nice smooth, round shape, completely flat on two sides - any excess sort of crumbles off. They are the exact same size and shape, with a hole in both for the sake of easily carrying them.

Adarin presents them to Isabella. "Would these do?"