Felih is still beaming, and he laughs again as he goes and starts looking around at the little trinkets all over the home. "I'm so glad," he chirps, tail wiggling, before spinning around to turn back towards Hades. "I just knew." It's just an informed guess, he tells himself. Just because he's technically more than half of Azem now, doesn't mean he... well.

He still remembers, sometimes. Little things. He always needed help, a prompt, a reminder... and this lamp is providing them plenty of memory to spark his own.

"If I was off wandering around," he says with a soft laugh, "Then I'd want to send you lots of things so you wouldn't forget about me. Things to make you think of me when I wasn't there. Seeing them here..." He feels a joy he can't quite explain just from an outside perspective. No doubt it comes from his love for Hades, which Azem no doubt also shared.

"It simply makes me feel happy. Like I've left a little mark here of my own."