He gave a major thumbs-up, his face brimming with joy which is expressed very unsubtly with a big, big smile.
"THANKS! Oh, and I'm really sorry for your broken work. Hope I can make it up to you. Besides, we're friends right?" Luke raised his hand, offering a handshake in the name of peace.
"Sure!"
Arvine grabbed his hand, and giving his cheerful smile again.
Finally he made a friend in this room!
"Hey, do you want my ice craft?"
He turned his back, and created a small trinket made of ice.
Clasped it with his hand, it glows and sparkles like the moonlight upon layers of ice.
He turned his back to Lucario again.
"Imbued with the partial power of the Light Dragon, may this trinket can give you light in the darkness."
Putting on the trinket on Lucario hand, he smiled and whispered him some secret words-
"This ice won't melt with heat. It only can melt upon the Hell's fire, where the Darkness overcomes the light inside it."
He closed the trinket inside Lucario's hand.
He turned his back and continues sculpting the sleepy woman.
Yet he fails to concentrate. Making that trinket surely drained a lot of his power.