Cautious, but willing. Elidibus waits out the message imparted. There is calm endurance while his hands go numb. Although once the presence withdraws to give him time to answer, the Ascian seeks to bring feeling back to his fingers by opening and closing them near the palms of the statue; slowly, and when it would not be taken as withdrawal or rejection.

He reflects on the matter with due care. Giving of his reserves of aether is not an issue. It's something most everyone from his world is capable of in some fashion or another. He has considerable reserves due to his nature and this world is making it certain he will perform no great work or spell.

The other half lies with the same reason he can't use any great power; replenishing his reserves are unlikely to happen with the conflicting energy and the amount needed to complete this mission is unknown. His supply is finite in other words. And the merits must and should be weighed carefully.

"Yes," the Ascian finally answers. He regards the statue, the energy dancing through it. "I will give you some." Elidibus lays his palms flat to the statue's hands again. A tendril of channeled aether is sent out carefully but not too hastily, as he has no desire to have the environment around them explode in protest. But it is clearly an offer to 'take his hand' once again.

The benefits that can come from this certainly will balance the cost.