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.
Prime sighs. "No, because the last time we spoke you were shouting at me. Sort of similar to another thing that I remember, hmm, the example escapes me. Something involving jumping straight to namecalling before I can even explain myself. I don't quite know, there are so many examples, it's hard to narrow it down to just one."
Aya doesn't have any positive contribution to make here. She goes back to writing up how she wants the wording on the sign explaining how offerings work, watching the twins warily.
The look on Zeviana's face makes it clear what she'd like to do with her younger selves.
He waves goodbye to Spring, and turns to leave.
"If you like, I can mirror my alternate selves and see if they care to invite you over. The other three of me are dating or married to the other three of him." Aya points at the retreating Prime. "Fair warning, one of you is a boy."
"You can ask them, if you like. Two sets are very happy together, the other is having a bit more trouble because of the circumstances of how they met. Also, the other instances of him - and for that matter of me; I'm older than I look - are considerably younger."
Prime isn't far enough away to have not heard that. He gives his sister a glare, but then walks out.
"Well, the current portal from here to my world is in this Adarin's house," says Aya. "But I can mirror any of my alts right now. Which do you want me to try to look for first - the one who's a teenager, the one who's a guy, or the one who's attached to an Adarin most nearly identical to this one minus several centuries and therefore your probable closest counterpart?"
Aya produces her mirror to Ice, and gets Path, and speaks briefly to Path, until Path sets up the mirror to Zeviana and tries it for her.
"Hi, it's Spring. Prime's sister has turned up and wants to talk to you." Aya offers Prime's sister the mirror.
"Ada and I jumped ship to another, better plane. This one, there are hot witches with no nudity taboo."