The invocation sticks out like a sore thumb. In this place where the Divines rule Jim has heard casual idioms invoking Mara, or Stendarr, or more quietly (at least in Skyrim) Talos. But no one invokes the Daedra save for Felix that he's heard. Jim's watching Lartia carefully, reconsidering her anew. Azura is no Divine. He's read as much.

"Marcella seems enough like him." Jim comments quietly, fingers tracing the rim of his mug while he watches both of them. Though he's leaning forward as well to nod in agreement with the hushed promise Stratos is making. "We'd be happy to, even. Can't leave a lady stranded, especially when she's got work to do."

Her agreement makes Jim break into a huge smile, tempered only slightly by the conditions. Not leaving until morning makes sense enough. She'll need some time presumably to settle her affairs to wait for a bit of time. But the other...

"Is there something I can help with?"