So, he does the obvious thing. He outsources. He's not the only mage in the world, not even close, and he just so happens to be extremely rich. He asks (well, asks and then pays) a talented stoneshaper to make the necklaces in one fell swoop, and then spends several hours bugging significantly less busy mage healers at hospitals to make the portals. He only manages to get three sets, but he deems this 'better than nothing.' Especially considering most mages don't have a strong enough bloodline to manage a portal on their own. Just three was difficult to get, and required a lot of teamwork.
With that done, he heads off to Perinixu's temple, to shower Spring with gifts. In the sense that he will hand them to her, and then ask her nicely to use them to heal people.
"When there is more than one Adarin in the room yours is Prime," Ice tells elder-Zeviana, hugging Cypress's arm. "For reference."
Unspoken condemnation of the older version.
"He," she says, pointing at Prime, "has not been treating me like his sister. It's like I'm just - some stranger that he knows that happens to annoy him."
Ice decides to leave aside the oxymoron that is "stranger that he knows". "What would constitute treating you like his sister who happens to annoy him, instead?" she inquires.
"Not being all -" She makes a vague sort of motion that sort of points to all of him. "Closed off and unwilling to spend any amount of time in the same room as me."
"Hey, jackass, she's got legitimate grievances, why don't you listen to them for a change?"
"Yeah, let's - everybody not swear at each other, for a start," sighs Ice. "Zeviana-the-elder, you're the one with a clear goal in this interaction, maybe contemplate before you take actions whether they will help you accomplish your goal as opposed to doing other things entirely? It's clear the mere fact that you and Prime are twins will not have him willingly taking tea with you every Thursday out of duty, so you're going to need to come up with something else, such as not being unpleasant to exist near."