Harrowheart watches the atronach with some trepidation. It looks awfully... On Fire. He holds his glowing sword a little tighter as he eyes her warily, but eventually he accepts that if she's Felix's elemental then she's probably safe.

With only some hesitance he eventually sets his blade down in the center of the room so that Felix may draw any runes around it that he likes. It floats upright of its own accord with its twin tips hovering just above the ground, quiet momentarily as it waits to see what Felix has in store for it.

"Remember not to touch it," Harrowheart whispers across the room. "Otherwise, do whatever you need."